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looking for an insult there's a trickle in my headseeing it's worth the effort I forgive myselftalks that we had are becoming a blurif only I could love my neighbourwaiting here for the next time with a bottle in my handdoing it for the exercise I forget myselfthe face thet you had is becoming a blurbut how was I supposed to know that?because God made methat's all they told me before
& how about you?
& it's off to work we go now you can forget about a labour of loveit just won't wash anymorewe'd love to be good but we'd rather be badbut how was I supposed to know that?because God made methat's all they told me before
& how about you?because God made peoplethat was the luck of the drawwe do what we want
God made methat's what they told me beforewho knows what they'll say today?because God made me for his sinsimagine my eyes when I first sawwe can do what we wanthow could I know?how could I know about it?
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