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Foreign Diplomats
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Lies (Of November)
Coffee brought me to the conclusion That some people don't deserve to live Coffee brought me to the conclusion That blood may arouse you But I'm tired of giving you mine Coffee brought me to the conclusion That I should smoke more cigarettes And fuck less suffragettes
Pity my rhymes I need a confidante, not a lie
I still haven't reached the knife You shoved in my back Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Stop turning it cause the wound's Already infected enough Now I let my hate for you Get over my love for you And it feels good And it feels new
Pity my rhymes I need a confidante, not a lie
On second thought I don't want your pity
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