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Youç£e got a secret for me,
youç£e out running your age.
Itç£ in your hand: neat pack of euphoria.
Itç£ devastating and youç£e pleased.
Disease. Hairline endurance, biting intelligence.
How do you stumble like you do?
I wish I understood myself, as well as you do.
Got to get up.
All day youç£e got to stay up,
when will you get off?
