.It's like being punched in the face
Over and over and over>I wish we could be erased
And taped over with porn
Because my ears are gushing
It's the long, hot rush of a concussion
My head drawn on a Spirograph
So this is what it's like to rot
Like the backside of a bulimic'.
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