Sucker love, a box I
choose.
No other box I choose
to use.
Another love I would
abuse,
No circumstances could
excuse.
In the shape of things to
come.
Too much poison come
undone.
Cuz there's nothing
else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
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