They keep telling us the bus is coming, the bus is coming. It sounds like a bad song.
Rozz Smith
I was starving, my stomach was touching my back. I'll feel a lot happier when I'll be out of here.
feel touching
song bad sounds
We are living in squalor, we are sleeping in our own feces.
living sleeping
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