What I want from you is empty your head.
But they say be true, don't stay in your bed.
And we do what we need to be free.
And it leans on me like a rootless tree.
What I want from us is empty our minds.
But we fake, we fuss, and fracture the times.
We go blind when we needed to see.
And this leans on me, like a rootless...
Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you, and
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