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insincere pathetic look what ive done for you nauseous but not sick yet daily waiting for that chrome and plated killer swerved ornament a funeral one more blank face too scratch epitaph someone loved me and for my crowd action fashion tamed celebrity casualty truth designed by my eyes dear its you who could change this turn away even closed eyes know your stardom stop what are you running from? a father to die for? yours will be fourteen more than mine a small loss for the cause why not life is good when its given why you cry silent cut throat not enough never enough you come to find legacy From Letras Mania