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[hungryfuk]

Mother make me gold again again again again
I was pure and warm, innocent
And each of us were golden
Like sunset on John laughing
Oh how the light would come and cover him

All it ends
All it ends
It all seems to end

With the stitches, no tag backs
And the red Kool-aid mustache
We can race there and then back
Just sodas and best friends

Waging war on the ant's nest
And a card in your spokes clicks
Like the buttons on a joy stick and
I loved it