Me and my flock of deers are ready to fuck, so we'll climb to the top of the highest tree and we'll rub our antlers on its branches until you come to us.

The only difference between me and you is the bucket.
A hole is a hole is a hole is a hole is a hole.
This forest is burning down.

This place that we prance upon with our hooves will soon be our resting place that we prance upon with our hooves will soon e our resting place that we prance upon will soon be our resting place.


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Lost Valley Drive song meanings
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