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Nathanson Matt Ernst

She said she felt clean, sticky clean if I remember She said she felt funny asking and he said he felt funny saying no... but he said no Alone, she shrank

I'm ready to embrace this, I'm ready for repair I've got so many layers left by amateur painters who covered over what was there I stuffed myself sick

Lately I can't tell my friends from my enemies when it use to seem so clear I tried rebellion once and look where it s gotten me Banging apologies against

They built a hero out of expectations and what a hopeless hero was he with sticks for legs he shook when the wind blew, even slightly and he welcomed