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[sips_of_vodka]

i'm open. i'm free. i'm lost. i bleed.

there's lots of things left inside of me.
to peirce and prod at my heart.
it wasn't you that tore me apart.
it was all the things i did.

turn your back to me.
i've let you go free.
now you're done with my pain.
colder than a december rain.