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Head Wound City
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Old Age Takes Too Long
I give good headaches I'm made of mistakes A disease named after me Haunts the adjustment fakes
I'm just a thing A dull shape, a cliché A figure of speech Taught to forget in full swing
The scavenger feeds Circling dead memories I'm told to mend my own heart I've tossed out every piece
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