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Foreign bodies take their toll on mine

Eat away at what's in- what's in- inside

Digging in deep, borrowing me

Making their beds, stealing my sleep

Foreign bodies take their toll on mine

I don't have the guts to spill them out

I don't have the guts to spill them out

They remain

They're little monsters

They remain

Until it conquers

Foreign bodies

Take their toll

On mine

Eat away at

What's in- what's in- inside

I don't have the guts to spill them out

I don't have the guts to spill them out

They remain

They're little monsters

They remain

Until it conquers

They remain

They remain

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Foreign Bodies - Lucy Swann | Spyke