Angie. She wasn't sordid.
Ellie. Yeah she was. That magician sordid her dead.
Angie. That wasn't a magician, it was Garfunkel.
Ellie. He was dead sordid.
Ellie. He was dead sordid.
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Oh Sweet Nothing
- Samuel Kastin
- Stars shine through the black of night sky- Dead by the time their light reflects inside your eye- Silent movies upon high
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