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msut be my head
01:15
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packing up all my loose ends
blue paint ripped from the walls
where i hung my memories
and the pills you keep in your organizer
tell you the days of the week
but they don't seem to know your weaknesses
like i do
and you sounded like an angel when you told me to stay
and i must be the devil cuz i left anyway
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keep it, its ok
02:07
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i could tell you were hiding the facts
behind that bottom row of teeth
all crooked and cool, you think i'd have noticed
the way you were slipping into me
cuz i'm nothing but trash and a brand new haircut
cleaning my act with this shitty voice
cuz im cleaning my lungs, trying to stay sober
and i just hope you're not sad any more
i wish that i could find a better place to place my words
rather than writing on the walls
or staining my clothes and making my father mad
well i want you to know that second impressions leave you
the most impressionable
so fuck being sad
cuz we're not gonna die like that
and i could tell you were hiding the facts
behind that bottom row of teeth
all crooked and cool, you think i'd have noticed
the way you were slipping into me
but i didn't
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