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Apr 29, 2005 15:52

I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am I too dumb to refine?
And if you'd 'a took to me like,
Well I'd 'a danced like the queen of the eyesores,
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

LISTEN TO THE SHINS
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