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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
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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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