Paroles de Of Course I'm Fucking Broken
This epidemic of failing curescancerous solipsist
Increase the bombs
and reduce the risk
adjusted
autistic
solitude is madness
Teething on their every feeble word
sick with immunity
this arid suffering
as cold as walls of brick and concrete
weakened from sterility
the grasp is slipping
so young
are these bones decaying
the marrow has gone black.
Teething on their every feeble word
sick with immunity
this arid suffering
as cold as walls of brick and concrete
weakened from sterility
the grasp is slipping
so young
are these bones decaying
the marrow has gone black.
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