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Is this a big mistake,
did I just sell myself?

I need a plane ticket,
there goes the sound of the bell.

Ding, ding, scrape yourself up for another round,
you never been a fighter,
but still you fight for something you can’t taste,
pulling your hair out, hair out.
You can’t taste,
pulling your hair out, hair out.

Today I’m tongue and teeth,
tomorrow shivering blue.

I’ve got a virgin mouth,
but I’ll probably die before you.

Ding, ding, scrape yourself up for another round,
you never been a fighter,
but still you fight for something you can’t taste,
pulling your hair out, hair out.
You can’t taste,
pulling your hair out, hair out.


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