The way I go.
Sunday, December 27, 2015
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She doesn't understand
There's stuff I've got to block out
There's blood I've got to dry up
With the music I play
Yeah, that would bother me too
Someone trying to block stuff out
By playing the same songs on repeat
Every single day
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