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So what if you don't like me? Underneath our skin, we still bleed

So who's going to watch you die?

son, that's what bearing witness is.

Tastes so you good, you'll slap ya mama.

The heart is a two-headed sperm.

The memories are bittersweet; The taste you leave is still stuck in my mouth. I want to touch you, want to breathe you, Say, "Fuck you I don't need you - get out... right now."

The taste you leave is still stuck in my mouth. I want to touch you, want to breathe you; say, "Fuck you I don't need you - get out... right now."

There's no sunshine when she's gone.

We can't all be superheros.

You may tire of me as our December's sun is setting because I'm not who I use to be.