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So you're fucked up...
2002-08-05, 3:30 p.m.

So you're fucked up -

What do you want from me?

A fucking parade?

Do you want my tears?

My sympathy?

Honey, I can't give you what I don't have.

My soul has been plundered and pillaged

Like a third world country...

Defenseless.

Naked.

Crying for a Saviour...

Drowning in my own liquid pain.

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