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You Get In the Way of My Words

You get in the way of my words, blind save the things you colored; Dirty inflamed wanton thoughts, I swear though a raging fever; Blind save the things you colored, black and white except for you; I swear through a raging fever, your breath has bitten my tongue: Black and white except for you, dirty inflamed wanton thoughts; Your breath has bitten my tongue, you get in the way of my words .

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