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You're solar,
disorder
Seems harder and and harder
Still you try to it

You mold, you
Yeah you to mold
Oh you're you're bold
But your shape is

You're a symptom
To what they call you
the speed,
Could you the phobia?

Your brain is faulty
the for tiring
treating the curse,
Imagine the
Systematic,
Quite pathetic, apologetic,
heart is prosthetic

A plate of quite
On a of my own
A of feather
tickle me to the
Give me recipes for
the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom a bottle
to the tune of

I'm sick of
never
the hell I achieve
I knew you till you left me
with the crying

curing, reassuring
way to the knees
So mistreated, I
Never your sneeze

Now and defeated
I stand on my own
Yeah your memory that me
has broken the

me recipes for sorry
I'm I'm wrong
your memory that punches me
has broken the