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I WANT TO CRASHLAND IN LOVE AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN WITH BEING ALIVE UNTIL IM SO ALIVE ALL MY SKIN’S COME OFF AND IM JUST THROBBING
MY BLOOD IS LEAKING ALL OVER THE SMOOTH PAVEMENT OF THIS OPEN AIR MALL BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO MIND
WE’RE ALL THROBBING IN TIME TO THE MALL RADIO
THEY’RE PLAYING “POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME” BY DEF LEPPARD
WE’RE ALL REALLY INTO IT