i can hear
your voice
from far....
push moi..egg moi
commence a ce deplacer
inside me et sans
direction.....
transmitting
signal.....
cause....
i burned my house down....
and you are my sweat dream full
of hash
hash and shash
i can hear your
voice
in the street
cramping
crawling
rambling
black in white chick....
down
down...
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