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James McCartney
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Waterfall
Pitch-black with little flecks of moonlight shining in, Looking for scratchy branches through the wilderness, God this city, she's a god. Mother is a god. Waterfall Taking base speed, pink champagne, Taking ecstasy by the fireplace, Making a childhood den. Then I said maybe I need to do therapy, God it's so hard to write. She's a god, My mother is a god. Waterfall I'm not scared Waterfall
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