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Prisoners on the left, jokers on the right
You used to sleep in on weekdays now when you leave you turn on a light but its okay, everybody takes the flight someday
Now I walk the dog all day, keep shooting the moon all night
You used to sleepwalk on Sundays dreaming about a smoker’s paradise but its okay, everybody wastes the time some way, let it waste away
I came to smoke my cares away
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