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Naked Cigarette
Go down death on this road
weep not for me, death is a tradition
the instigator, snapping fingers
laying still in the prone position
playing catchup for those
who have gone to bone
rolling a naked cigarette
as the moon hangs a crowded grave
weep not for me, death is a tradition
the instigator, snapping fingers
laying still in the prone position
playing catchup for those
who have gone to bone
rolling a naked cigarette
as the moon hangs a crowded grave
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