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I know how to walk on ice, I've learned how to risk my life and not feel concerned. I know how to self-destruct. I know how to pass out in the falling snowy arms of a tall South African. He's begging, "Pegasissy, open your eyes." And when I wake up dead in someone else's bed, who am I to be surprised?
There's a word for you and all the things you want to do, but there's no speaking it. There's a world for you and all the people that you want to screw, but your passport has expired and you're feeling pretty tired.
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