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Every missed chance turned into a missed dance; she asked me why I'm always faded, well, the blade that cut me was serrated.
I guess they thought my film was PG, mental defiance stemmed from parental guidance -- got skipped over, so I flipped it over. Every verse, a car in reverse- tell you I'm cursed, kinda curse put you first to the hearse. Driven a hundred Range Rovers, still looking for the four-leaf clover. There is no help for us; your helpers are forty-plus.
The words are engineered, but the path they carved was never cleared. It's forever clear, how it burns like everclear. those magic focus pills felt like a circus thrill, little wiser now, those bloodshot eyes tell no lies, it's just enterprise-- they wrapped your coke in a bright orange coat 3 replies
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