Invisible brush strokes on a blank canvas.
The signs have always been there.
Like the track marks pertruding from corpse like appendages .
Now that we think about it - she was always the type that needed attention.
So here's the gun, there's the trigger.
Now, figure it out.
Figure it out.

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Ascaris Lumbricoides song meanings
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