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He walks with proud eyes, my men, me in front of them, behind my men.
I don't get away from them.
I'm a lung girl.
Of the night, of the moon, just like one.
Front and back.
He walks with proud eyes, my men, me in front of them, behind my men.
I don't get away from them.
I'm a lung girl.
Of the night, of the moon, just like one.
Front and back.