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A Static Lullaby Radio Flyer S Last Journey

and nails Of the last to pass in his bed (Why's it feel so right to cry Help me, I died last night Help me, I died last night End this now) Lay me

nails Of the last to pass in his bed, his bed (Why's it feel so right to cry Help me, I died last night Help me, I died last night End this now) Lay