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CURL UP AND DIE Instrumental Lyrics
Instrumental
She kisses like cough syrup when I have a cold.
but we`re not in love, we`re just alone.
Like a drug company`s overdose.
Trying to replace our heads with holes.

We`re missing days and spending weeks.
Only passing through looking for company.
And semen released is a rotting stomach.
Like a body drained of blood.
My flaw. Our failure.
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