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Charlotte, NC


I got tangled in the streets of a girl Where red eyed wolves drank honey She tried to capture herself in a necklace But she didn't have enough money So instead she bought November I got tangled in the sheets of a girl Here I can get painted in the technicolor He tried to paint himself briar But his nacarat façade didn't get duller So he gets reminded of her in the mirror
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