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with starving appetites for arguments you remind me of a secret I was never suppose to tell
the time is up - the veredict’s in everybody’s right - everybody wins didn’t you know you were a saint what a shameful fall from grace but I’ll catch you everybody’s waiting for that something they can hold on to while tripping over our own words to self-dug graves for an excuse to fall cause every failure’s just as sweet as the last
as a dream comes when there are many cares so the speech of a fool when there are many words the sun it misses summer in winter didn’t you know we wear the same the same pretentious name let’s trade for awhile - I’m so curious
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