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that you could be on when i’m off… it’s sick.

that you can’t learn the lessons i know
like you only go as far as you go
and you’ll never find the notion
that’s further than the ocean
and we were the ones you know
the ones that you know.

we are sick,
fucked up and
complicatedwe are chaos,
we can’t be cured
and I was the one that you learned
until you knew.

that you could marry me with your left hand
and your right hand tied behind your back
that you could carry me with your right hand
and your left hand caught in attack
from us.

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