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Foreign Exchange The Eyes To The Sky

I was in bed Eyes to the sky Tears on my face and I thought about Everything, everything, everything, everything Grey skies ahead God knows I've tried

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a comma in a sentence, paragraph's indented Bloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lye Openin cigars, let tobacco fly Condos are tuneproof, we're looking out the sky

a comma in a sentence, paragraph's indented Bloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lye Openin cigars, let tobacco fly Condos are tuneproof, we're looking out the sky