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The world was ours but we blazed up for hours
Stayed fucked for same lenght in order to save power
Gardening our magic flower in a spaced out existenze
Try to cut through the jungle but no swords cut our bundle of life
Four buddies, one hive - pouring liqour, soaring high




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Publicerad 2013-01-19 09:25



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