Forty more minutes of this.
Each minute a nail in my melting head. You’d think that [melting] would make the pounding [of nails] hurt less.
And yet it doesn’t.
Forty more minutes of this.
Each minute a nail in my melting head. You’d think that [melting] would make the pounding [of nails] hurt less.
And yet it doesn’t.
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