This fucking frost is freezing my insides.
I don't want to go.
I'm fucking resolute.
Someone kidnap me?
I need to - need to - get away.
I don't want to go.
I'm fucking resolute.
Someone kidnap me?
I need to - need to - get away.
I forgot how to tell when it's raining. Sometimes I wish I was real.
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