A.O.T.
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A.O.T.
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It's all gone pear shaped
It's fallen butter side down
I've tripped arse over tit
Don't think I can recover it
I've just lost a good friend
I've just lost my best friend
It's taking over me
Throttling me
Smothering me
Challenging me to fight
Pistols at dawn
Taking over
Never stand alone
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