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Um.. yeah. I have tats, as in ink injected under my skin. And there's no way in hell you could talk me into doing that.
Seriously, who looks at an industrial etching machine and thinks 'wow, I want to stick my hand in there?'
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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