Clifford the big red stab wound Your Arms Are My Cocoon
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[Verse]
Right now I'm playing
With the idea of growing up
There are leaves in the basement
Each inscribed with a passage
Reading back fond memories
Crunching under small feet and Austin clouds
Right now I'm playing
With the idea of growing up
There are leaves in the basement
Each inscribed with a passage
Reading back fond memories
Crunching under small feet and Austin clouds
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