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instinct
Bad gone great year
Look back hurts dear
I'm dreaming far away
So are you we decay
Instinct
we are
Imbred
I'm done being human
I believe we better
I'm asleep but awake
I literally feel the fake
instinct
We are
Imbred
I Was Mister Deeds
When it came instinct
I believe I made me sick
I'm just so tired of it
Look back hurts dear
I'm dreaming far away
So are you we decay
Instinct
we are
Imbred
I'm done being human
I believe we better
I'm asleep but awake
I literally feel the fake
instinct
We are
Imbred
I Was Mister Deeds
When it came instinct
I believe I made me sick
I'm just so tired of it
Published 8th Apr 2015
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