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Acd (Abcessive Compulsive Disorder)Swallow corrosive confectionDecay, rotting in the womb I can wallow in your filth I live to Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you Infection, my bacteria Always give you all to me Old aches from your new mistakes Same mistakes Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you And I will leave you With a bad taste in your mouth Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you |