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Coming to terms with the realities of punk…

Hey youIs there something worth aspiring toAnd can it be found in a record storeWell it’s not there anymore Hey youIs there something worth belonging toAnd can I pick it up for a songOr a diploma or a worthy causeWell … Continue reading

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