by Brother Phelps
Now you're at the point that you can't really trust noone
They're all after something is what you've learned
(When strumming the chords in the first two lines, hit once and let
ring)
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by Brother Phelps
Now you're at the point that you can't really trust noone
They're all after something is what you've learned
(When strumming the chords in the first two lines, hit once and let
ring)
* * * * * * * * * * *
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