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I am a candy apple chock full of razor blades
You are a papercut and I am lemonade
I am a fucking machine you just have to turn me on
you are a gambler and I’m just one big con
get gone
get real gone
get real real gone
go now

suddenly made of cement scent of bleach mouth shut tight
made out of phrases you cobbled together from detective novels and lyrics
clear as a bell now you know and it’s hell you were never not alone

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from I Am The Place Where All Lies Start, released May 30, 2007

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