chance

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Who wants surprises, as far as I know, that's how people die

I know I have been shitting you before

But I'm done

I never want to be parted from you,

Not now, not ever

My balls need you

I miss you the way an idiot misses a point

I need you like the breathless need air

I don't know what I believe in

You were my gospel buy I lost faith

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