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Jan 2015
don't hold onto the pain
until it sears your skin
you can't wash it out
once it's burnt in
you will scrub all your life
to be left feeling the same
raw and bloodied
cursing his name
whilst you congratulate
yourself on your win
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo
Written by
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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