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Sunk Loto
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Eleven
Sick of the fuck ups and all the shit that lingers around On your conscience and the everyday parasites That itch up your skin of a night Until they scratch the pigment away Bored of all the shit that hangs around 'Til I desensitise myself I desensitise myself
I cannot tolerate a single moment of electricity Stay with, stay with me...
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