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Wrap myself in warm black clothes
Gotta put food on the table
Gotta keep meat on my bones
I’m not naive enough to wish you were here
Beat me to the punch
Punch me to the beat
Posthumous release
I gave up on love
I gave it a permanent back seat
Beat my body up
Bloody up my face
Now my eyes don’t blink
I stare into space
I’m smiling always and always
Acid looks exchanged on cold streets
Keep it moving along
There’s nothing to see here
I squared everything, my balance is zero
Each mistake just once
Once is all it takes
Watch me be the one
I don’t miss it
It was just taking up space
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