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Struggle
I want the end of the world, baby.
I wanna sleep on a bed of rusty nails.
I don't need no cure, just the truth.
Because I like the struggle, it keeps me going.
I wanna sleep on a bed of rusty nails.
I don't need no cure, just the truth.
Because I like the struggle, it keeps me going.
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