this one is over we were all right now everything's gone home for the night the madman is loose he cackles without sound scopes out the lady on the bull run with her basset hound a rainy night where i went to be found all around the fucking town as life begins to go really slow this night has ended, and you begin to crow im going home late but make sure you dont fight and by the way-on your way out? turn out the lightBirth sign: Aries
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