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Fucking Shit ; 2010-2011

Brought to you by my absence
These interactions
They think I have no sense
So the portion them out in rations

You're dancing drunk on the line
weaving, heaving, around and back
I'm thinking, now, about the time
thieving, deceiving, around and back

Eat shit, if you'd be so kind
I'm losing my mind
Watching you taunt the line
Written by jORDANgIRL
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