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one who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be...
i've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me...
i want to taste dirty, a stinging pistol in my mouth, on my tongue...
i want you to scrape me from the walls, and go crazy like you made me.
you, you are so special. you have the talent to make me feel like dirt.
and you, you use your talent to dig me under, and cover me with dirt!
---- Alice in Chains ----
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