the moans of a pisces

[sub_chainsaw]

the winters finally started with something cold
my hands are young in age and old smashed and far to close to the bone
but i must give it to the pisces that ill never know he did it right for a fool with a baby
oh what a hand
the cloths pretty damn cold
to a fool with no clothes

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[sub_chainsaw]

god learn to spell and what the hell was I thinking