don't be sad, you privileged bitch get off your ass, get off my land I'll be waiting here for you with my rifle in hand I'm not letting go of this big house and this farm town so fuck off, I'll grow what I want in this ground your daughters are gone your sons are six feet in the farm and I don't regret a single word said to you, it's a waste every time you come back we get high every single time we get high I am dumb and dry getting sober for the very first time
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