
Stick Your Finger Here
from a journal
Most days I copy, paste, repeat A password that I'll never keep They needed proof, a name, a face So stick your finger in this place Once I had work that meant something true Now it's just proof that it was me and you Blame needs a body, blame needs a name Stick your finger here—we play the game
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