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Take a leaf of paper draw your mind the bourbon brown that can burn my eyes i've lost your presents underneath the bridge unlock the door let's talk it out against the wall hands on my mouth could this be it is it really over now? you wore a pink t-shirt and khaki pants you played your songs and you danced your dance i unwrapped your presents underneath your feet nine to eleven you're getting weak the tile is cold i can barely speak and i think she's gone but i'll be sure for safety's keeping if you say no then no it will be i'll stick it out skin pierced with colly strings just play it cool yeah, try to avoid being seen i'll stick it out skin pierced for nothing well yeah, i saw inside the mirror your smoking gun unloading lead inside me I was subscribing one by one and i fell so fast in Seth Ott's bedroom you said you saw it coming but you didn't see nothing your eyes are on the living room your eyes are on the closet don't worry about- don't worry about anything a pity invitation to an awkward house for a pseudo-boy that would rather wear a blouse i sincerely saw your skin for the very first time my curly hair and a voting booth confessingly, this is the first time i've loved you and god i mean it god i mean it i hope that i mean it 'cause like dying young idols got the best of me well don't stop calling, you're the reason i love losing sleep and the building collapse we're so shock worn we're shock worn for something i'll stick it out skin pierced for something besides, don't release me until it's over besides, we can't believe without bleeding besides, we can't believe without bleeding |