Sycamore Dreams. A Black Day In A White Winter. Today I'm Dirty Tomorrow I'll Just Be Dirt. Sycamore Dreams. 'N swart dag in' n wit winter. Ek is vandag Dirty môre sal ek net wees Dirt.
... I'm lost for words I'm holding onto thin air, it?s hopeless! You never thought before you spoke. You're thoughtless, you're thoughtless. No contact
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