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Monday, December 3, 2012
Best Albums, Blogovision, #18.His Problems weren't but Luxury and his Fortune was his Lyrics
I asked him to mute me till I become a sleepless liquid in his mouth
And then we rode his surfboard and flew away to
Corrieyairack Pass
Best Albums, Blogovision 2012
#18 His Problems weren't but Luxury and his Fortune was his Lyrics
#19 Although he was a tough guy,he said he liked the Swans
#20 His name was Django and he shot me in the heart
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