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Easy 2:19 p.m. 2004-03-13 Things fear crawl through the darkness relive extroverted quandries and every time they screamed through you. Technical disassociation pull the heartstrings without a second thought. Out through the door as he's in through the window your window his profile. Take back the times you promised forever with every kiss he steals. Reflections of times past singsong across this sweaty air. Finger on the tripper mindscape conspiracy you were never my friend to begin with. Can't you just forget the things that were never true for either one of us? The glass is melting in this heat and all that's left is barrel trigger and false memories of summertime. When it comes down to decision time there's one thing that's almost always more important. "best friends means..."
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