Texty: Huggy Bear. Immature Adolesence.

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and i know
and i want you to know
cos although no one cared anyway
and each creep has their learned opion
(no one gave me and you a second thought
unless in the form of a dismissal
it's all been deputised
and it's all been deputised)
it's shabby and it kneels at some boss
in these fucking fucked up lives of ours
and yr back bone, it got broken
yr backbone, could be broken
i hate to hear you apologise
hate it when you apologise
i feel it every time
i'll take you for that midlit stroll
way past properties so secure
that suggest if we approach at all
we approach on all fours
but not anymore
fuck that rule
not anymore
now we exchange this gift of knives (x 3)
and there's blood(X3)