My stomach turns at the thought of it.
My throat tightens and burns at the sight of it.
But they're not telling me to stop.
They're begging me to swallow the damn pills and bleed 'till the end of it.
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My stomach turns at the thought of it.
My throat tightens and burns at the sight of it.
But they're not telling me to stop.
They're begging me to swallow the damn pills and bleed 'till the end of it.