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Текст песне : Grandaddy. The Sophtware Slump. Chartsengrafs.


Yeah, I traded laughs,
in for charstengrafs.
But all of that is only fun,
until evening comes.
Your guess is as good as mine,
as to just what kind.
Of trouble I might find,
tonight out of my mind.
My mind...