Charlie Six Tired of the gaze through nt purple haze, all those nights stumbling in the door. Don't want to be Charlie Six no more. Cone time to quit the same old shirt, living off self pity 'cause I'm poor. Don't want to be Charlie Six no more. Burger of fries and hanging with the guys, my belly pointing to the floor. Don't want to be Charlie Six n…
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