Better Than Ezra: New Kind Of Low-coma
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Title: New Kind Of Low-coma
Album: How Does Your Garden Grow?
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All the time,
A loss.
Black like you were blessed,
I was sobered blind.
Let you take me there
And laughed loud when they found
I was devoured. devoured.
Devoured.
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