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a mouthful of yesterday is all thatÿs now left to say and iÿm ever anxious to spit or choke on it either way on one hand itÿs off of my chest the other will put it to rest and so out of my misery tell me which do you think is the best? and right now I've got to do something before it gets any worse you know we can't ignore it I know just what you would say it just works out good this way so true to form you deny the past that you're trying to hide and cover with careful regard the feelings your bravado belied so shed yourself a new skin yeah, one that's thicker again put back on your moth-eaten mask you know the one with the permanent gri