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you smile
and there's blood on your lips
your hands show again
what your mouth has kissed
now i know something
i did not know before
the thing that you've destroyed
is a thing you liked me for
all those nights with my arse in your face
and your words in my dreams
now i know what the value of ignorance means
the pain
in the sordidness
all the more choices
I thought you'd be the best
at least
i know something
about what's good and what hurts
and i'm glad that i loath it
you would have fucked me up worse
all those nights with my arse in your face
and your words in my dreams
now i know what the value of ignorance means
all those nights with my arse in your face
and your words in my dreams
now i know what the value of ignorance means
don't you ever lie to me again
because if you do
i will not be you friend
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