.Well I had no friends in my head, dead end friends of mine
Not cut or fucked or full of lead
They were breathing; they were dying
I took away their cosmology- made no point in their anatomy except fake, crude apologies.
They were eager: It was me
I wasn't cut or fucked or ful.
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