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Oh destructo, you're so destruct Oh you so destructive to me
I'm sendin' you this photograph of me in my new car
But I hate to say I miss you cause you don't need me anymore
You politely say I miss you but we know you don't mean that anymore
Like when the toc tic finally caught you, then you weaseled through the door
Through the door of consciousness, San Francisco
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