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    Clocking smiles with playful crap
    Tip my jar, go fuck yourself
    Selling life to myself
    What a bore, i'll check right out
    Walk that walk, talk and talk
    Kiss my touch i'm breaking off
    Checking out with a grin
    Crush the thoughts that break right in

    Taste your taste that blots your mind
    Run the circles hand to hand
    Taste your taste that blots your mind
    Blot the thoughts that cut your mind

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    Look inside your blank mind
    Look for what was left in me
    It's a lost cause, lost time
    I know, i think you'll find

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