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in this mansion
that we built ourselves
walls are made of
a new kind of earth
i've been doubling
split in two for you
dripping honey
bags of money too
crummy fingers crawl upon me
shoot the singer, voice ain't working
good impressions
they may last all night
endless patterns
of the inside
and:
