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Fuck the tequila give me the lime and saltFuck your money I already rolled up this bar napkinDrive faster, the state trooper’s facing the other wayWhat does the inside of your skin taste like?Snap my mortal coil like a rubber band. I can’t die.
You remind me of youYour two eyesYour attached jawYour 360 degree skinI can’t do anything I’ve never thought ofIf you don’t tell me to.I’m tired of signaling my turns.You prove I can’t die.I’d bleed from the eyes for youBecause no one else would ask me toBecause everyone wants someone to look at them except for youBecause there’ll be blood in my eyes tonight anyway.
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