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Poison The Well Apathy Is A Cold Body

you are me? I'll fade with time, just like in the dream. Inherit my shoes, they were too hard to fill anyways. I want it to go well for you, start over

are me? I'll fade with time, just like in the dream. Inherit my shoes, they were too hard to fill anyways. I want it to go well for you, start over and

Harvested everything, planted nothing. Well we live pretty well in the wake of the goldrush Floating in comfort on waves of our apathy Quietly gnawing away at Her body