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Beside my bed I keep the tricks of the trade |
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My pocket knives, my lemonade |
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To carve dark hearts but in my defence |
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I caused no war, no pestilence |
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If untimely life precedes on untimely death |
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Then practice your penultimate breath |
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Before our faces slip from our skulls |
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One last gulp of gas and dust particles |
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From your t-shirt screamed the slogan "enough blunt love" |
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I am not sure what that means but it sounds like something I'd be guilty of |
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I protest my lack of innocence |
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You do not look sold |
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My quirks are mountainous |
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My follies manifold |
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Hypochondria and lack of sleep underpin |
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My faith in god and modern medicine |
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In times of weakness never forget |
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That you broke me without breaking a sweat |
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From your t-shirt stared the emblem of undiluted love |
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It's a compositite of every face I've yet to take advantage of |
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I protest my lack of innocence |
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You do not look sold |
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My quirks are mountainous |
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My follies manifold |
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Let's avoid batting our eyelashes like camels |
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In the hope of being all things to all mammals |
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I protest my lack of innocence |
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You do not look sold |
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My quirks are mountainous |
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My follies manifold |
