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Camouflaged Abstraction
Well I can sort of lie
just to snatch the cradle to grass
rough to sworn and see my heartbreaker
just imagine paper cuts across your stomach
I just need to enjoy you
my soul's a worm in the fruit
the venom gushing in the sunlight
we lay here today to choke on forgery
the mistakes already mentioned
I awake in need for toxic cleansing
My crime is not that I can't get caught
but that I had the choice in the first place
swallow 5 little white pills
and foam to the surface
I will swallow more
