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We can make it fun Out the blood Lock the door You can drop: I’m fine Into the mind, but Look before I’m only here because of reason I close my eyes there goes a season I will bury all my best friends As I carry all the questions End In the middle of my heart and my life Cause we’re Already out this far Holy one Although the monster’s in his cave If we keep quiet we’ll be safe Take your lovey rope and wrap around my brain Until the muscles ache and strain I’ll be happy on the day I squish the bug That sucks my blood and has me drugged Swallow all of my teeth and shut the blinds I can do another 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more times Look at my tongue Look how I’m young Check out the spread Look at my face I can replace Every space Don’t think I won’t Looking for heart Not looking hard Walking on air Start up the car Know where you are Walking on air Contest my My inside Make me find Harder time