Spirit of the West, Home For A Rest

I’ve been gone for a month, I’ve been drunk since I left. These so called vacations will soon be my death.

I’ve been gone for a month, I’ve been drunk since I left. These so called vacations will soon be my death.

Spirit of the West, Home For A Rest
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