The dreams of dying mothers i awoke, my insides shuddered the greycoats of the infantry victims looking for sympathy and splash of october swimmers the cheers of helsinki winners my barbed bones of futility leeking marrow of ability
and i don't need anyone and you don't need anyone
i want to be a happy boy this means that you must employ my lies when i want you
and i don't need anyone i want to be a happy boy this means that you must employ my lies
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and i don't need anyone and you don't need anyone
i want to be a happy boy this means that you must employ my lies when i want you and i don't need anyone and i don't need anyone and i don't need anyone