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Mar 2020
sirens scream
they tell you not to love me
turn around, leave
there is nothing here to see
nothing here to believe
nothing you could possibly need
heed the warning

there's something not right
i keep the darkness locked up tight
you need to see me under a different light
it's all bottled up inside
the critical, the ugly, the spite
i'm trying to spare your life
hurry on now unless you actually want to die
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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