Tune my weaker eye. Spit white. Hold the world up all day. She's blue in the face again. Sleep the darkness all away. And drinking kitchen paint to dye the winter I hope we'll never see again. Deaf and dumb with the lights on. Deaf and dumb with the lights on. Married by signs. Personal holloway. Six months linen. It's safe to say weare alone. Suburban suicide. Watching night come amber. It's all so temporary. Move a little way move a little way now move a little way. Move a little way now bleed life. Breathe life. Coule be a better plan. P a r a c e t a m o l Could be a better plan. Could be a better plan.
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