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He can wear the skin of a professional. Life as a sick romance - lust has no mercy, so show us what your muscles can do. The good times will not last. Selective reverence; it gnaws and it picks at my concentration. We're taught to believe in such foolish idealism: entitled fairy tales recited nightly - caught in these recycled thoughts and criticized for such cynicism. A perpetual cliché of damned if you do, damned if you don't. Are you impressed? Just because no one else is talking doesn't mean you need to be.
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Loved,
released August 31, 2018
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