How do you live? How do you breathe?
When you are here we're suffocating
You want to feel love, run through bad blood
Tell me is this where you give it all up?
For us you have to sue them all
But the writing's on the wall
Rod King of the alliteratively depressing Twenty's Plenty campaign to make everyone drive at depressingly slow speeds. Being a very naug...
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