¡°Sleep offers me fortune, and wraps me in blankets/
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revenge knows I¡¯m starving and promises banquets/
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liars will teach me that the ones that are tougher do it/
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but a whisper of wisdom cries ¡®just suffer through it¡¯¡±
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Wax Lips
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| Buck 65 |
