And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I’ve written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
The Decemberists – The Engine Driver
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Drinking in order to stay thinAnd I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I’ve written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
The Decemberists – The Engine Driver
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Drinking in order to stay thin