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    The document appears to be lyrics discussing a failed relationship. It describes lying to oneself about falling for another's lies ("Tell me a lie / I'll be the first to fall"). It references the warmth of intimacy that was once shared but is now lost ("Imagine the warmth / In those tiny hands / That held on to a penance I didn't deserve"). The relationship has now turned sour and hurtful, like a knife in the back of the head, leaving the person feeling as if they were an afterthought that has been forgotten ("Don't it feel like a knife / In the back of your head / And it reeks like an afterthought, rotten and said").

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    The document appears to be lyrics discussing a failed relationship. It describes lying to oneself about falling for another's lies ("Tell me a lie / I'll be the first to fall"). It references the warmth of intimacy that was once shared but is now lost ("Imagine the warmth / In those tiny hands / That held on to a penance I didn't deserve"). The relationship has now turned sour and hurtful, like a knife in the back of the head, leaving the person feeling as if they were an afterthought that has been forgotten ("Don't it feel like a knife / In the back of your head / And it reeks like an afterthought, rotten and said").

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    Hguvycuy

    Uploaded by

    Melanie Dascălu
    The document appears to be lyrics discussing a failed relationship. It describes lying to oneself about falling for another's lies ("Tell me a lie / I'll be the first to fall"). It references the warmth of intimacy that was once shared but is now lost ("Imagine the warmth / In those tiny hands / That held on to a penance I didn't deserve"). The relationship has now turned sour and hurtful, like a knife in the back of the head, leaving the person feeling as if they were an afterthought that has been forgotten ("Don't it feel like a knife / In the back of your head / And it reeks like an afterthought, rotten and said").

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    "Unofferable"

    Tell me a lie
    I'll be the first to fall
    Give me an offer, unofferable

    Imagine the warmth


    In those tiny hands
    That held on to a penance I didn't deserve

    Don't it feel like a knife


    In the back of your head
    And it reeks like an afterthought, rotten and said
    Maybe something got lost or forgotten instead

    Oh and I'm bound by a drunk


    With a few memories
    Of how you burn through your lovers, it's like an ugly disease
    And give me an offer, unofferable

    Held on to a penance,
    I didn't deserve
    And it reeks like an afterthought rotten instead
    And maybe something got lost or forgotten and said

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