I've listened to this like 70Good Job Naswalt! times...
I know it's true; when I see my hands I'll know it's you. But I'm in the night, so in my old lies I will seek denial.
I need your help,it's for my health and for my soul. I got a ghost; she needs a host and she wants control.
Just send me out, don't send me home. She calls my name when I'm alone.
It's worth any price. Just free me from my slavery.
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naswalt is alive
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I need a download of this, what an amazing song
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please, lets make some funk together
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UH Wow <3
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Excellent job here I must say!
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Wow. Once again truly impressed by the quality of your music !
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Didn't expect indie on here, rlly cool
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these lyrics hit a little too close to home, good job my diggity dawg
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How do you manage to make me love you so much?
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right
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oh
well that explains alot
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*you're
@Santa Tai it turns out you were wrong all along, my friend.
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No
your wrong
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love this
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when did we start making radio-ready stuff here
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nasaly-ass voice ftw
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i love it
