"Sad songs are nature's onions"

What does it matter what you think or feel when what you think or feel is troubled and you can't tell it because all it does is cause a scene? You might as well just drink a gallon of Jim Beam and kill the baby inside you that was growing on the sweet. Cuz you can't raise that baby alone, honey, you cannot raise that baby alone.

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[detroit s.]

you are not & you will never be alone