Primal, evil what am i ?
tongue-tied unti the day i die
there's no love made with mermaids
it's just distraction or so they say

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but i'm too tired to care about it
can't you see it in my face, my face
when i feel this strange can i go through this again

it's a sorry state you're gettting in
the same excuse is wearing thin
there's no self control left in me
what was not will never be

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