1,2,3.

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1,2,3, Wink.

4,5,6, Flirt.

1,2,3, Smirk.

4,5,6, Blink.

1,2,3, Drink.

4,5,6, Bleed.

Said you'd be there as long as I need,

But you flirt, smirk, then leave,

I close my eyes, get rid of the dream.

Bottles already in my hand,

Blade by my leg,

There goes the pain.

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