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All My Friends Are Going Death (Some Girls)

All my friends are going death And breathing' s just a waste of breath And hearing just makes me deaf And coming down leaves nothing left The street is not mine Just the stop sign We slit your cold, cold veins And let the loveage drain (they say, they say) If you love something, set it free Well I love my life And I' m getting rid of me