Let’s douse this fire with our sweat, don’t get tired on me yet, you can rest when you’re dead

I knew better but I’d hoped for better boy, boy, I’d hoped for better than this

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Hollow bodies high, cower salted, high exalted, colicky and alcoholic.  Call it when I see it all divide

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In my lip, that’s just where I keep my arrows