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BACKBEAT.
They eat me alive,
haunting my dreams,
they tear my apart,
I’m busting at the seams,
its seemingly seems, seams dont seam,
unknoted just to knot again,
A CD on repeat.
Backbeat to the beats beat,
there’s glass shards in the street,
busted the tire, it tires me out,
to be beat, beat, beat,
but it seems, seems, seems,
I’m on repeat, repeat, repeat.
I’m a scratch on the record,
a blank record, you see.
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