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retrofitting Large amount lot of dents on my hull, I’m still floating Feeling on the base of my skull, the seams splitting Sorta like my Goyard duffle with reams
eggs into one basket 'Til it all becomes a case Retrofitting my synapses Revive a sacred place Sold my soul in search of truth Bottled up 100-proof Took
tears That smell like vinegar spilled No new wine in old skins Retrofitting old trends Like if it hasn't worked in years Time is right to switch gears
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