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Apr 2017
A little cold away; a little walk.
A little hair down your shoulders.
A cold tint on your back,
On your back.
I never knew what that was for; I knew enough then.
I knew enough then

A little bit of wood;
A little tinder.
Your little flexible legs
Around my neck, around my back,
Around the walk-way.
Walk away.
A little girl who never knew
the *** and prostitutes around here.

What was that ****** towel on your back,
****** thing around your neck,
****** thing across your legs?
Who was that?
-What?-
Who was I?
*** I never knew, I never knew, those black and blue
Faces that hit you.

If it'll bug around,
You're gonna mess me up.
Mess me up.
So why don't you cause your pain;
if that's what you want to do?
*** you'll mess me up, so mess me up.
And your feet will dive into my mouth.

So **** me up. **** me up
So **** me up, **** me up.
**** me up.
**** me up.
So **** me up. **** me up.
**** me up.
So **** me up,
****.
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John Benjamin
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