What used to be months now pass as quickly as a day once did. Same for years as months. Time is treacherous. As is this wretched goddamn heat.
N.P.: “Gun” – Buckcherry
What used to be months now pass as quickly as a day once did. Same for years as months. Time is treacherous. As is this wretched goddamn heat.
N.P.: “Gun” – Buckcherry
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