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Once you've left a lonely rage on its own,
it grows.
And dynamite stuffed in a mailbox
doesn't smoke until it blows...
And oh, all the tears
In four tiny years
Well look at me, I'm frightening my friends
You better roll me...
I bought a map of the moon.
There's a crater with my name on
it and a really good view
There I was, getting drunk in your room
Because I wanted to throw my weight around
And oh, all the tears
In four tiny years
Well look at me, I'm frightening my friends
You better roll me...