Angel, Angel, Angel ( Read more... )

I just might fucking kill you.

The bottoms of my feet are scraped
They are rocked and raw
Each blocked step and flipped cup
Irritate the skin

They miss you.

This is for you
When you're drunk and alone
which will happen
and when you don't have someone
anyone to share your space

So when you're drunk and alone
Give me a call

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