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Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Small knife flew into my brain
Which could poke my brain beyond recognition
Could poke my brain all day
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Small knife flew into my brain
Which could poke my brain beyond recognition
Could poke my brain all day
If you smell of perfume, and vaporized, alcohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporized, alcohol
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Small knife flew into my brain
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition
Could poke my brain all day
If you smell of perfume, and vaporized, alcohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporized, alcohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporized, alcohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporized, alcohol
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Small knife flew into my brain
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition
Could poke my brain all day
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Small knife flew into my brain
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition
Could poke my brain all day
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