.Don't care to count mistakes that I've been makin' (makin')
By my own hand, the gift that keeps on taking (taking)
Beat up and bruised by words not falling from your lips
Tongue-tied and aspirated, scrape with bloody fingertips
So now we're wasted, stuck in decline
Yea.
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