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Nov 4
I'm five seconds away from killing myself
So I might as well die with your *** in my mouth
Wearing your **** like glasses
**** the masses
and the massive void I'm flirting with inside

There's a darkness hidden behind every light
A pleasure behind every fight
An end of days behind every night
Zee
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Zee  M
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