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Hear me spit on you
Wither I remould into gold
And bury I from Sun
Reborn, left to sigh
Re-cure, maybe I'll
Be born and simplify the way I lie before
I get bored
I get bored
I get bored
I'm bored
Repent by you
And trust to figure out
I burn that gift to you, doll
And let it shine before
I get bored
I get bored
I get bored
I wish for the real one
Pissed and confined
Before me or I
And we come clean
It gets worse, it's more
Get bored
I get bored
I get bored
I wish for the real one
Get bored
Get bored
Get bored
I wish for the real one
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