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Better off if I let you in or let you go Open up or keep it closed? Crack like pita, rare like limited, food unheated Better off if I fill up on their
skin's hanging onto thin straps trapping dollar bills of quick cash Mad dash for the fat stash (She's on the fast track) Unheated home, rehearsing
ceiling Fifteen years of an unheated room Signs that weren't there clocks in the room In that harsh chair staring for hours Breath fissuring out of me
And this room, unlit, unheated And the ceiling striped And the dark black blinds I want to know this time if you're really finally mine I need to know
sleeping with a kiss to unheated death. your love that doesn't reach me, my love that doesn't reach you look at it now... your voice that doesn't reach me,
death "And never will I sit down or be defeated Never will I retreat or become unheated Never will I fail when my presence is needed" We speak
world we sleeping in unheated rooms Carry heat cuz the freeze it'll seep in soon I got the drip on my neck like a leaking roof Im always hungry chasing
long There's too much of everything but you Solemn calm comes and strikes a nerve Chokes the love of the cry unheard Unheated leftovers sit idly by
She´s defeated, exploited, unheated She´s humiliated, suffocated, alienated But she knows there´s intimacy That´s like a deep inhalation a sweet
sleeping with a kiss to unheated death. your unreachable love my unreachable love even now, look at it... your unreachable voice and my unreachable voice
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