Joined at the hips but not at the brains All blood spills and flows from the strains The suits walk in, compassion walks out Why’d you have to go and make me scream and shout I don’t expect perfection, but why’d I have to fall …
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Joined at the hips but not at the brains All blood spills and flows from the strains The suits walk in, compassion walks out Why’d you have to go and make me scream and shout I don’t expect perfection, but why’d I have to fall …
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