IжЉіe got a rifle on my back Swinging past the birch trees. Well I set of a bomb way back there. I donжЉ° care about nobody but me. ж…¶oz I ainжЉ° slack. Ran back home and drunk all the wine. Well I stole a bottle for myself. With insects crawling in my hair. The trees are black and I donжЉ° care. ж…¶oz I ainжЉ° slack rescued a cat from a tree. Its fur was all caked in dirt But I killed it dead for liking me. Yeah I stole a car and drove to town. Well I ainжЉ° slack
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