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Bitch, Yo!

from Curation by PlasticBag FaceMask

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PATRICK: Cold cement beds where the world is welcome. Just to feel. 

JACOB: They feast on flesh. Losing proof of who you were. Find out who you were in the past and shout out to find it. The echoes never grace your ears. 

P: We have a gun and a trigger and the bullets to deliver. Our brains can't wait to see the sun.

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from Curation, released February 4, 2019

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