I'm trying to stand up on my own two feet, I'm tumbling through the bushes, thorns cut up my hands & knees
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Poesíacould I stay sober for you, love? *contains suicidal references
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I'm trying to stand up on my own two feet, I'm tumbling through the bushes, thorns cut up my hands & knees