lyrics words whatever fu ck it

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lyrics words whatever fu ck it
Here's what I think about this item:
 
no one cares for anyone else's hands when they're dying. dying is intimate, it's precious and only yours. be happy alone. screw you, item.
 
I don't know why this makes me so upset. Talk to me about something that matters to you. I find that so attractive.

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