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Can't face loneliness again
I'm going to stay inside my mind
Where the imaginary friends play
The same kite in the same purple sky
The same Lucy up there with diamonds
Can't handle the pressure of breathing
I'm going to inhale tobacco instead
The imaginary friends choke
They have all died
Back to loneliness again
Nothing but a cigarette
It's colder without you on my mind

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