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Hear me spit on you | Wither I remould into gold | And bury I from Sun
Hear me spit on you Wither I remould into gold And bury I from Sun Reborn, left to sigh Re-cure, maybe I'll Be born and simplify the way I lie before I get bored I get bored I get bored I'm bored Repent by you And trust to figure out I burn that gift to you, doll And let it shine before I get bored I get bored I get bored I wish for the real one Pissed and confined Before me or I And we come clean It gets worse, it's more Get bored I get bored I get bored I wish for the real one Get bored Get bored Get bored I wish for the real one
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