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Started out pleasant enough
The niceties piled on
"I like your band, let's do a split"
Whatever could go wrong?
As time goes on, you're less enamored
Our friendship seemed in flvx
Your humor has deserted you
Now everything is fucked
Doing splits with bands
Who end up hating us
Your tender-headed brain
Has fucked things all up
The pairing leaves you terrified
You regret the mere sight
You've copped an attitude for nothing
Over some imagined slight
You grit your teeth with resentment
As you gaze upon our split
Forever linked to our band
And you hate the thought of it
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