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Tarpit
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1993 Cathe Boudreau
hide the scars with large tattooos
outside skin, no looking in
begging a memory to stop beating me
mommy never let's go of the blow by blow
testing my faith, but it's her fucking god
lied to men with hidden smiles
bleeding sin, no giving in
he thinks it's love, I'm afraid again
anger only thought I know I know
testing my patience, but I'll never love
take the pills to be all healed
ride the train, must not explain
holding into you ideas of whom I must be
beating myself up to conform a show you know
testing my lifespan, but we don't get out alive
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