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M.A.G.S.
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Drugs
The walls wreak of blue and green as the yellow sun comes up
But she don't like red, reminds her much of rust
She takes her time with golden angel dust
She likes drugs. She likes drugs.
She breaths in black and white, I want her to get out
The red fern grows just like the body count
Her summer hair color washes out
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