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May 31, 2011 15:42

You bathe and you bathe and you bathe and you bathe but
you're still not clean

And you weigh and you weigh and you weigh
all of your needs.

Then you starve you starve
until that hand feeds

But you'll dive you'll die you dive you die
onto that con
crete

Well then you come back up
And you don't stop you ascend
Your arms open hand up and your
your back starts to bend
Your eyes will just fall out but
but they'll land in my hands
And without even one thought I'll
I'll shove 'em into my head and then

And now you bleed
into my stream

And now I see
just what you mean

I TRULY BELIEVE YOUREAPARTOFME
THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS DICHOTOMY.
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