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Of Mice Men Seven Thousand Miles For What

worry, Take what you need, I left you and your dying breed. But before we forget, When the lights burn out, Don't come home crying to me. I will, Surrender myself, For

worry, Take what you need, I left you and your dying breed. But before we forget, When the lights burn out, Don't come home crying to me. I will, Surrender myself, For