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An Anecdote Some of You Might Heard of Is Intruding Into My Subconsciousness
An Anecdote Some of You Might Heard of Is Intruding Into My Subconsciousness
In your fruity yet deceptive eyes, we missed the juicy core of your lie
So let me sharpen all of your eyes
Put an end to this to save another life
Same is lame
Are you telling me that repetition is all you can aim?
Quit playing dirty little tricks in the dark, let me punch you up in your face (P! K!)
Don’t hate me man, hate the fuckin game, homie, ’cause you never put a name!
Our good old memories?!
I don’t need a single bit
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