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I spend my life between the light blue lines of loose leaf
I spend my time between impressionable minds and true beef
I spend my days up, my nights up, it's too hard to sleep
Look at my face, it's not the one of someone at peace
I carry guns when I don't need to, but my mind's so fucked
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