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when my body feeds the earth
and my hand sticks out the dirt
i'll be waiting there for yours
with the fish and the birds
like a rivalry was
remember being in love?
until we ran out the drugs
and fell asleep in our blood

i'm just a bleeder staying in the lines
strung out and gorgeous, combatting your knife
i'm just a bleeder but my line is running flat
hung out for no one so come bring me back

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