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Millie tried to talk the pleasure back into being alive
Reminiscing 'bout the apricots and blunts on Peckham Rye
Won't call her friends 'cause she's ashamed of being locked into bed
Can't feel her legs and feeling like a liar at best
You're not alone like you think you are
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