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Artista: Slowride elouisa. tell me what you want and why. in the back room. where you hang me out to die. early morning. tell me something again. all I'm seeing are all the same old things. and its all that it ain't. I'm a slave to anything she says. and it's hard turning out. I'm in danger. turning stranger. I've told you things that I wouldn't tell myself. I told you one time. you told me nevermind. of our last exchange. I've only one regret.
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