one more drink in one more bar one more smoke in this stolen car one more cup at one more stop one more highway one more truck one more motel’s squeaking bed one more town you painted red one more girl across the street whose name you won’t know you’ll never meet they taaaste each tear that you feeel the hoounds leet loose on your trail one more job that lasts a week nights on end you just don't speak people lives you’ll never be times of warmth you’ll never see
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that music is so slenderman esque
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they werent lying this overture does kick ass
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