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Can I suppress the smallest bit, and
dissolve to let it die?
I want to try, I want to try, but results are minimal.
I'm gonna look into a stash, and take what
I hope is enough.
The need to escape, always there.
We're talking now, nothing at all.
Destroy my worries and pile regret.
It all just floats to the bottom.
If I can go beyond my skin.
We're talking now, nothing at all.
And the things I do to feel cool, they're
not substantial enough.
And the things you do to feel just,
they're not substantial enough.
If we're talking bratcore, that's us and them.
So don't forget how easy it's been.
If we're talking work, it's slim to nothing.
Bratcore, B-B-B-Bratcore. I've been so lucky.
You're all so lucky!

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Bratcore song meanings
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