Primal, evil what am i ?
tongue-tied unti the day i die
there’s no oove made with mermaids
it’s just distraction or so they say
but i’m trying to car about it
can’t you see it in my face, my face
when i feel this strange can i go through this again
it’s a sorry state you’re gettting in
the same excuse is wearing thin
there’s no self control left in me
what was not will never be
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