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  • By Sacha Sacket, I wake up and I can't feel my body Can't create
  • By Sacha Sacket, I'm ready to gloom, I'm ready to go Got Madonna blaring
  • By Sacha Sacket, It’s just too kind How you rip through my mind Cut past
  • By Sacha Sacket, Leave you to your desert in my old dusty pickup Think
  • By Sacha Sacket, And after the fall there was nothing at all but you to
  • By Sacha Sacket, She was on a western course, Her final tour de force, There
  • By Sacha Sacket, In days of your when I was always right And there
  • By Sacha Sacket, Driving on a newfound road I’m riding down my favorite road Hand’s
  • By Sacha Sacket, Feeling New York Brush through my hair We fall for East Village But
  • By Sacha Sacket, Here’s a man Who cannot hear a sound His poor heart’s pumping
  • By Sacha Sacket, She comes, she comes inside me Says I fuck somnambulantly And the
  • By Sacha Sacket, I say it won't work boy You've done too many drugs They've
  • By Sacha Sacket, Caught myself crushing through That stormy old school Autumn was everywhere Where were
  • By Sacha Sacket, I am the African of 1963 Transformed to a millennium man But
  • By Sacha Sacket, Father's a man like any man He’s knitting his yarn till
  • By Sacha Sacket, You can't love yourself In a cheap motel, It gets hard to
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