lungs are for setting me free
from all that upsets me

we could meet inside the store where everyone can hear us argue

i hate your make up and kid
and all those who oppose me


we could meet inside the store where everyone can hear us argue

come and say hello when you are dead to the world

chapstick whores and offerings how-plastic whores are not for me now

















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