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Jan 2015
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Footsteps

We wander in circles / ( safe )



We cut ourselves with fake sympathy

Preparing for the bombs that will

Soon so surely

Rip our bodies asunder

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( truly ---- BROKEN )

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Well

That's the game we play

Why we play it

None dare say
Written by
jeffrey robin
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     ---, SPT, Dallas Allen and ---
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