we stayed we selves apart & half a decade “that was your fault” oh yeah
i still don’t know the most your pretty poison field do i regret do i not the unconsumption
you failed yourself a grasp the neutral talk the warn to skit or stick or not in freedom bar
attraction gas was mustard sanity was struggle we could have died or not oh me was so responsible
i asked more times than the sun rises your now denied replies were yours alone
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