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My therapist calls you a mind-fucker You know how to get under my skin Into my brain And scramble neurons These months are the hardest The detox When every cell inside of me is craving you Your name appears once more Finish me off next time, would you?
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
Mindfuck
My therapist calls you a mind-fucker You know how to get under my skin Into my brain And scramble neurons These months are the hardest The detox When every cell inside of me is craving you Your name appears once more Finish me off next time, would you?
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
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