As I'm talking my words slip to the floor
and they crawl through your legs, slide under the back door
rendering me freakish and dazed.
Well here I am. I don't know how to say this.
The only thing I know is awkward silence.
Your eyelids close when you're around me to shut me out.
So I'll go walking in the streets until my heels bleed
and I'll sing
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lol love ya whore.
muah bye.
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