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i'm mounting my bicycle i'm minding the pain in my gums in my eyes and the sun and the candy rappers, little candy rappers there's blood on my palms there's a trail in the dirt there's an older man, holding hands with his small daughter and he smiles back and now i have a reference, but not today today i suffer allow me to suffer my mouth full of sugar, and a muffled "no" no, no no, not today you're not allowed to save me i have shiny clothes and my mouth is sticky, red you're not allowed to take me save me, erin
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 8:12 AM UTC
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i'm mounting my bicycle i'm minding the pain in my gums in my eyes and the sun and the candy rappers, little candy rappers there's blood on my palms there's a trail in the dirt there's an older man, holding hands with his small daughter and he smiles back and now i have a reference, but not today today i suffer allow me to suffer my mouth full of sugar, and a muffled "no" no, no no, not today you're not allowed to save me i have shiny clothes and my mouth is sticky, red you're not allowed to take me save me, erin
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 8:12 AM UTC
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