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You're a dope and a fiend for the show

I know it will stretch as we go

Unfollowing the current

It's a great stride

I think you're drunk from the faucet and sink

Poor luck and the taste is distinct

It's such a wash of chlorine

Don't come to ring my door

But I don't think that I'm replaceable

A move but now it seems that I'm unshakeable

Death to the pain

I'm set aflame

Beloved and unworthy but it's deep below

Aim another kind of to the face like so

Death is on its way

How long I would stay here

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