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Everything's falling apart
My heart broke apart
My art is ripped
The sour bottle tips
Tears fall to my lips
I slip into a state of mind
where there's nothing to find
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Everything's falling apart
My heart broke apart
My art is ripped
The sour bottle tips
Tears fall to my lips
I slip into a state of mind
where there's nothing to find
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