.Don't look too close at my fingers 'cause they're likely to bleed
from all the scratching and biting I do, everytime you leave
this is my first pang of pain and it's poetry to me
this is my first summer of cycling and it's poetry to me
but, who who will believe me
yeah who, w.
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