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Do I murder
When I forget you from afar
Too drunk on the poison of endless roads
And the countless smokey bars
But tension is to be loved
When it is like a passing note
To a beautiful, beautiful chord
Do I murder us
Putting pavement in my veins
Shooting in that special heroin
For the seeking and displaced
But tension is to be loved
When it is like a passing note
To a beautiful, beautiful chord
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