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Песня в память о This flower is scorched, This film is on, It's on a maddening loop. These clothes, These clothes don't fit us right And I'm to blame. It's all the same, It's all the same. You come to me with a bone in your hand, You come to me with your hair curled tight, You come to me with positions. You come to me with excuses Ducked out in a row, You wear me out, You wear me out. We've been through fake-a-breakdown Self-hurt, plastics, collections Self-help, self-pain, EST, psychics. Fuck