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NESTLE by FAR
And he always wrote And he always called And he never lied 'cause he never said anything at all In a world of dirt I am raining, I'm eroding But which one of us? In a chorus of maybes, I realize...
When I started this, I was thinking of my Father Now a holy ghost Now see one become the other One become me I realize... Nestle, I won't ever let you go.
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NESTLE by FAR
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