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I don't want help I want out with no memories of where or How you followed me in a routine with the sea that I believe is empty So I don't have a tear for that but I'm glad you have so many You're paying while I run, you're still crying, well I'm long done Take notes there's about to be a crime in a tall town Injuries consistent with dumbing down in a routine with the sea Your voice is heaven but you can't sing borders erased What's gone replaced or anything in a routine with the sea |