Thin White Rope
Thin White Rope
Thin White Rope
Thin White Rope
Thin White Rope
Thin White Rope
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Thin White Rope
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Thin White Rope
Thin White Rope
Thin White Rope
I swear I had a matchbox
With an irreplaceable name
Or maybe written on my wrist
And it's been washed away
Or maybe on a napkin somewhere
Blurred by a ring
Or maybe on a dollar bill
I'll never see again