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Lawrence William Flatley III
Lawrence William Flatley III
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You're getting old And I can only hold your hand so much You missed a spot And I can only watch you turn to dust Something so strange to me About the way you think Something so strange I'm up with the sunrise You sleep till the afternoon Safe in your dream Inflating your head with steam Doing the math You sit as your strapped into the backseat It's out of my hands Something so strange Something so strange to me Something so strange Something so strange to me I see you out in the front yard building a playhouse It's too much weight on my chest and too long to wait out You and your weight You can't pull your weight
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