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wordswords and expressionsall these confessionsof where we standhow I see youand you see mededications of symmetrytogether we will beforeverpromises are shitwe speak the way we breathepresent air will have to dorearrange and see it throughstupid fucking wordsthey tangle us in our desiresfree me from this give and takefree me from this great debatethere were no truer words than when spokenlet that stand as it shouldthere was nothing left when brokenwe grab anything when we fallpromises are shitwe speak the way we breathepresent air will have to dorearrange and see it throughstupid fucking wordsthey tangle us in our desiresfree me from this give and takefree me from this great debateyou will do what you doI will do what I dowe will do what we dorearrange and see it throughgo where you think you want to godo everything you were sent here forfire at will if you hear that calltouch your hand to the wall at nightpromiseswords