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No now, I never come here alone
She won't it allow
Please forgive me, the world'll see
What is wrong with her, addiction to needles
No more, guilt is cheap, a prison mental
It won't pay for passion
What is human, what about me
That will ease your suicide
Enough
Down casualty, I don't want money
A paper weight
I need (to) get out too
How I feel when I'm with you
Not the same
Oh, no, now I see what you run away from
That makes you utter
I hate you and your party
Go, go, and you want me to hold another
Wake up
To live with fear, price we pay
Something that'll never go away
Until the hour of submission
To our terminal condition
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