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everyone's got something to tell\something to taste\something to sell\everyone's got someone to lament for\can't we see that it's useless\that we're all looking for the same damn thing\round and round\it's getting senseless\until we..fall..down\bleeding for innocence\we lost when we were ten\waiting for magnifiscence\to just fucking walk in\it doesnt WORK that way\you have to hunt to find\and when you DO..God knows you WONT want it\left behind\so lay in the grass\smoke filling the cold air around you\beg yourself for happiness\something new to adhere to..