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Ninth Life
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Ru-486
Preferring confusion to clarity A thoroughly poisoned sanity Blame falls on the layer of the claim Composer of an ideal That could never be sustained But my chest still knots and my stomach sinks Every time I hear your name The consummation of one's romantic inclination Is another's blunder In those beds, conceived was pure infatuation Only to be bled the fuck out again Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I should have known that it would like this Everything I touch just turns to shit Should have never let you inside my mind Knew you wouldn't like what you would find Deterioration of communication An incomprehensible internal loathing Accompanied by crippling realization Our New Year's relief was a wolf in sheeps' clothing But I know it's best for you to never see me again
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