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E \ Embodyment
\ Binge And Purge
He found a wrist
and cut his meter
Mary sings only sweet and low
blow a kiss for headstone martyrs
Taking the blame
- I'm letting go, I knew that I'd give in
Bring the ax upon
their notions
paper money is your soul
break the chains, the rope is swinging
Taking the blame
- I'm letting go, I knew that I'd give in
I'm fasting, you're
cheating, turn me over
A thousand times
good-bye, be lonely
A caffeine rush for tears of joy
I'll carve the beef and spare you later
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