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Port Angeles Lyrics
Father tried today to appreciate his son
Follow 103 to the crematorium
where I pay my bills
And climb up to the highest hill
And throw a
part of me away
Satan rose today to annihilate the world
God
bless his little boy heart as he goes and
Falls in love with a pretty
girl
He loves vanity in girls
'Cos it tears them all up inside
In my head life's forever a condition
Find a heart and deliver
it to me
Science is about a quarter superstition
Count me out and
you can have it for free
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