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he's drawn to basket cases
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polarized idiot i am pulling up on hour 37.
wired as your girlfriend's braces.
less resentment may lead me to heaven
but i wouldn't know any of the faces.
once upon an acid washed dream,
there lie my slower love.
seaped and stained with soft ice cream,
he scooped me up and put me above.
