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Plague Of Onces

Future Of The Left

Come alone
Yes
Why put the body where the body don't want to go?
Under my nails?
Yes
Why put the body where the body don't want to go?

I don't need a point because I didn't last summer
I don't need objectives
I don't need a process
I don't need a prison
(I don't need a prison)

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