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Tinnitus from our feedback loop A match to glass powder and red phosphorus Friction of our egos Makes us calloused and blistered Brutal and tender I wanna be exposed To feel the cold burn of the wind on my pink, new skin Clench my jaw, inhale the moment till I scorch my lips And with open arms submit
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 1:40 AM UTC
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Tinnitus from our feedback loop A match to glass powder and red phosphorus Friction of our egos Makes us calloused and blistered Brutal and tender I wanna be exposed To feel the cold burn of the wind on my pink, new skin Clench my jaw, inhale the moment till I scorch my lips And with open arms submit
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 1:40 AM UTC
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