grown so
used to
decom
posen
i can
promise
nothing
nothing
break my
arms if
yo
can you keep a secret?
promise not to tell?
someone's slipped me
se pa rate
from my ai l ment
i am not myself
when
underminded
unresponsive
walking wounded
turned-to-ashes
turned-to-ashes
crushed
They said they'd let me off the hook
If I renounced
whendit getso cold out?
i think i've frozen solid
i can't feel
Boy, was I off-course
Boy, was I off-course
Thought that I had
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