they called us walking corpses unholy living dead they had to lock us up put us in their british hell make sure your face is clean now can't have no dirty dead all the corpses here are clean, boy all the yanks in british hell i don't wanna be here in your london dungeon i don't wanna be here in your british hell ain't no mystery why i'm in misery
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Summer is almost over.... and that really sucks. Ugh that's all I have to say for right now, besides that tonight was funny as fuck...Luke lost his belt buckle in a belt fight. I am tired, goodnight. Now, I'm gonna love you
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