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Lost Boy?

Why can't a job, can afford myself?
How can ?? can afford himself?
We all have come to ride in the night
We hold each other's hands in our graves

I can't answer, it ain't too clean
You take a drug test, you see all your dreams
We all have come to ride in the night
We hold each other's hands in our graves
We hold each other's hands in our graves
We hold each other's hands in our graves






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