i'm just tired of counting bodies
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is this mausoleum tardy
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let's just paint you a pretty face
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flies dip tongues into tear ducts
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in toothpicks fought unborn
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contusion is hungry
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they still eat their young
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proto-culture null and void
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all veins in highway laps
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this breath collapsed again
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this hex was delivered spent
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orchestra influenza
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drawn and quartered pets
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it dwells and grows
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this is the pocket-sized edition
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rapid sleep through benediction
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let's just paint you a pretty face
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museums mark their bodies down
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and the tenants found
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all the distance in their prefix
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contusion is hungry
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they still eat their young
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proto-culture null and void
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fever bliss into central nervousness
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i was bitten on the entrance
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Non-Zero Possiblility
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At The Drive-In |