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I called you I told you I guess I always wanted
Is that stupid I'm so untrue that's too bad I can't stop
Found a little squirrel a little dead a little head a little fistwhy did I think of you I'll always wonder what he told andwhat he meant and that's too badyou can't see pools in his eyesyou can't see squirrels in your poison
I'm here again alone again I'm talking againand wanting
I saw the gimp girl today she's walking in between youshe walks circlespins around youshe lives on looksonwhere are your legswhere are your her legs
I'll always wonder what she told andthat's too badhe's a statue and she is broken broken againhe's a statue they say she broke himshe's so broken all out againyou can't see pools in eyesyou can't see me in your poison
I thought this hardness was a shell
It's a hard hardhard core
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