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ייִדישshe rolls her eyes
and lights another
"one day i’ll quit these things,
they’re killing me."
she blows her brains
right out her fucking mouth
i just don’t know how you do it
well, there is nothing in me
that you don’t have
deep within your fucking self
well, there is nothing in...
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your garbage it is growing
and your weapons and rebellions
were charged on daddy抯 card
to all your baffled looks
we didn抰 choose to do this the hard way
but we scream our lungs and we raise our glasses
to all the girls, and all the boys
with the first five minutes of a war always at their sides
(and...
How did I not know that your words meant less than dust And were born of an idea that you had heard but having Nothing in common with truth or with trust Everything that you swore so quickly snatched away And me left without a heart and nothing to hold onto But still so much to feel While my house burned down you didn’t bring water but gasoline And all I...