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Jul 2011
And all the plastic girls with their placebo lives
Your lipstick dripped cheaply on the ground

I like this place, it keeps my away from your make-up stories
Home is nice, everything stays the same

Your mouth should be locked down
I kissed you falling on the ground
Vincent De Roeck
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