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Smashed all we had on the shores of pleasure
We drowned our days on Lucifer's grain
And you're gone
And you're gone
Smells like old people's homes
The eyes of a wild black dog
And you're gone
And you're gone
Tasted the fluids of mischief
Spent all that was good
Trousers frayed, teeth are gone
Dusty days of youth are done
And you're gone
And you're gone
Drowned our days on Lucifer's grain
Same old days, we're bladdered again
And you're gone
And you're gone
Tasted the fluids of mischief
Spent all that was good
Cared little for the revolution
Spent the credits of youth
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