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Lend me a thousand dollars for suicide
Lend me this money and I’ll give you the coolest shot
Rip out my heart and trade it for lost baby teeth
New sale on rotting hatred on our reef
God, I’m lost in a lot of voices
Mom, I really believed I was gorgeous
My overgrown shame makes me hide from life And more and more and why
I think I’m starting to hear what you’ve hidden in silent
Weak vibrations of your hints create a new lines
No matter where you want to sleep, I won’t be there for you
Your intimacy is fleeting to me, like any involvement
God, I’m lost in a lot of voices
Mom, I really believed I was gorgeous
My overgrown shame makes me hide from you And more and more and why and more
I invented violence, I raised violence, I poisoned myself with paranoid
Vacuum of theories, theories of behavior, tell me that I’m not who jut filled the void
