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| Two jumps in a week
I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy flying on your motorcycle watching all the ground beaneath you drop you'd kill yourself for recognition kill yourself to never ever stop you broke another mirror your turning into something you are not Don't lead me high don't lead me dry don't lead high don't lead me dry drying up in conversation you will be the one who cannot talk all your insides fall to pieces you just sit there wishing you could still make love They're ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out they're the ones who'll spit at you you will be the one screaming out it's the best thing that you've ever had... |
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