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I'm a tree where all the fruit is roundI'm a straight lineI decided after all the people went awayJust to let it goAnd set myself to drainI'm the lake you drive your car aroundI'm a big messI was left behind when all the ice went awayBut the Souix said let it goAnd set thyself to drainI'm a system where the flu is foundThere's a storm comin These are bad daysThere ain't too many good drugs aroundMy soil is tired and thinOur committee votes to shut the border downAnd all the refugees are fuckedBut I tell them all to let it goAnd set thyselves to drain From Letras Mania