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I'm chewing up all the memories that I got wrong
I'm losing the taste of what was good all this time
And once I knew what the soup was made from, I spit it out

I'm drinking from the faucet that filled up our cups
I'm filtering the compounds that built up over time
And once I learned what the soup was made from, I spit it out

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