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Just jealous gods and mechanical insects
Ppathetic, hair raising accounts of the future.
Thoughts of reflection and silence and infest
These meetings wont satisfy all my instincts
Lowest of the lows
I cant rely on myself
Enough is enough
Spirits dust off the serpents
Cursed are we who bare this face of rotten gums and dirt filled teeth
Born with a face of disgust and a head full of panic
On a losing streak and it doesn’t seem worth it
The sickest part is that I fucking need this
On a losing streak and it doesn’t seem worth it
The sickest part is that I fucking need this
The sickest part is that I fucking need this
Ppathetic, hair raising accounts of the future.
Thoughts of reflection and silence and infest
These meetings wont satisfy all my instincts
I cant rely on myself
Enough is enough
Spirits dust off the serpents
Cursed are we who bare this face of rotten gums and dirt filled teeth
On a losing streak and it doesn’t seem worth it
The sickest part is that I fucking need this
On a losing streak and it doesn’t seem worth it
The sickest part is that I fucking need this
The sickest part is that I fucking need this
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