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What else is there?
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What else is there?
Punish me for what I didn’t do,
Break my windows,
Crash my bones,
Leave and come back after a while.
Fight me over nothing,
Let me drown in despair,
Eat my soul as a dog eats its chunk of meat,
Leave and come back after a while.
Meet me in strange places,
Leave me there without means of transport,
Load that gun and put it under my pillow
You don’t have to come back.
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