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Feb 2013
You've torn is apart
We used to be one
But it's done
And you'd much rather ****** our ears
With your playing of ivory
And your cackling leer
You're hurting us
Hurting us
And though we're not better
There's one thing to fix you
One day you'll understand
So come on World
**Go get her.
Robyn
Written by
Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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