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My bones been achin’ Too many pills. Pillows all salt. Won't run dry still. Wait stay. Forget yesterday. I know the leaves won't stick I'm nothing. Just a hypocrite. But my bones been achin’ Cos I hurt for you. Bloods blades fresh for the taking. You know. They don't grow. And flat they won't last But just stay. Stay with me okay?

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