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Mar 2018
Why don't you just cough on me
Enough of this down your sleeve
You breath on me
Your exhale is sweet
We share spit and we share drinks
But
There you are coughing down your sleeve
I know youre scared
Is just Human instinct
But I'm not scared of your disease
I know your failings I know your needs
I know your sickness
I watch it bring you to your knees
I'm just not so weak
My immunity is high
And if you cough On me I swear I won't die.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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