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Oct 2012
You smell like bad coffee
When you wake up in the evening
To brush your hair

My blood is in your hands
Your blood's on my eyes
To live inside your hating guts

She was too attractive
So we just got over it
And stabbed each other blind

Let your heart seep
Through the nails in your arms
And carry me
Mercury Slo
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Mercury Slo
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   ---, Cara Samantha and Timothy
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