Creep.

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Forward yesterday,
makes me wanna stay.
What they said was real,
makes me wanna steal.
It's got no meaning,
just a rhyme.
Take time,
wounded hand.
I like to steal.
I like to feel.
With this I feel as the dawn,
it fades to gray.
I'm half the man I used to be.

                     - Allison Coleman, Dean Deleo, Eric Kretz, Robert Deleo, Scott Weiland

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