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Stay there,
Smell the smoky midnight air,
I got to get to God knows where,
The only place i can be found...
You poor thing,
Shrouded by a perfume ring,
Of lonely stinking suffering,
The only thing that’s going round...
But it doesn’t define me,
It doesn’t mean I’ve lost the faith,
It breaks my stride,
It breaks my heart,
And my lungs and pride,
And it’s on my mind,
Lately...
Failure,
Kingdom Animalia,
Stinks of Lynx Australia,
The choice of every broken heart,
Cool your jets,
With the sticky floors and the broken bets,
And left handed cigarettes,
That used to make us laugh all night,
But now they’re working against ya,
Lurking in the dark corners of your life,
But its not here
Nor is it there
But put it there
I hereby swear
I never called you baby, baby
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