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And admit: I think it's sick
to think of you as new.
As special, a muse.
A poster for the hippie tools.

And I'll admit: nostalgic.
And people that shit.
They'd eat it a spoon if it meant they'd get to taste you.

And admit: I fell for it, too hard, pretty hard.
got the power and the soul
to make a different type of N Roll.
So let's take a to the park.
Summer days, is great.
I'm the one I love...

If I then what I know now,
would be much different around here.
I'm responsibility for my...

I refuse.
I to hate my body, and I refuse to hate my Soul.
I to let go.
I refuse to that I have lost my "self-control".

And at the I'm going,
I might as be blowing lines
of my own hell.

Open eyes.
Open eyes.

And at the I'm going,
I as well be blowing lines
of my own internal hell---that I myself.

Open up your eyes, and see me for I am.
I wearing no disguise.

A full of lies.
Open eyes.