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Squeaky Cream
I am an open sore
Don't blame me
When I aimlessly bleed.
But next time I wake up
And everything is peaches and clean
If I ever wake up happy again
I'll be sure to write about it
So you know
It was only ever
Because of your presence.
Don't blame me
When I aimlessly bleed.
But next time I wake up
And everything is peaches and clean
If I ever wake up happy again
I'll be sure to write about it
So you know
It was only ever
Because of your presence.
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