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Theres nothing that can shock me anymore:
From actions to reactions, I want more.
What is it you want to hear?
That Im doing great?
Well, Im lying.
Were just a parody of ourselves.
Im wasting all my time.
Ill go to Morrissey to answer my questions,
Cause Ian Curtis has left me hanging.
With our intentions at our worst,
We give away all our worth, and I am spent.
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