This was my summer
This was my summer urge
Oh, passing through
it's not okay to feel ashamed of yourself
or of the
I cast a pox on you
Hari. Jappa. Tarish
When I close
This is an has always been
My wish and now my
Skin
It is always skin
I know it is skin because of
Stick your fingers down your throat
I want you to pull
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