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Pain in a french new dress
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jungle
my lost cube of toxic queens gained
some ridiculous new world ginger is a child
his mother has no milk
I saw him walking his birth down the aisle
Scarlett prays in a perfume advert
it smells like the other death
not mine
easy easy
a paranoid cat rushing black
against the purple wall
barcelona\'s salty palm trees five bulls
lighting candles on the mystic sand
I used to paint her
she wore a name Noelle as a new dress
incredibly french
who\'s going to kill me now her voice is soap
soap is a word for
tell her a secret ask her to faint in
this disgusting paradise
even even
but do not leave me
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