Bite your tongue, fight your addictions. Fall in line ,fall in love and know your predictions.
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Tomorrow is not new.And yesterday was due.
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Ridiculed by the fools, usually the culprit. Figurines and little beeds, Jesus Christ and pulpit.
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Put on the pedastal by work mates and your pedigree.By the balls, the rise and fall of the hatred that's inside of me .
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Entrance keys, threshold fees. Exits to your memory. Waited death, bated breath. I sleep with no anxiety. Missed my time, crooked spine. My friends and I are plain ugly and drinking a bit more heavily. Tomorrow is not new, and yesterday was due.
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Tomorrow Is Not New
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