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i wish i had some control
you embarrass me in full
i feel low low low
i dont wanna know how flustered you were
i just wanna hear
you say you were wrong
how easily i become not real
like a bug you brush off your ear
you're just dust, i'm just dust
if your love was strong as my shame
i'd marry you and take your name
but it's not, you'll never get it
so i guess i'll just forget it
too dark
i stand alone
lucky and unknown
do i belong? do i belong do i belong
no
when i know i'm not the best girl in the room
i tell myself i'm the best you can do
do i belong do i belong do i belong
nooooo
i drink bad coffee
hope that you'll call me
never look back never look back never look back
o
when i am bored i crash up on the shore
too dark too dark too dark
oooooo
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do you think it's really gross
that when i'm stressed i start to smoke
cause i'm stressed out all the time
and all i do is cry
does it make you real uneasy
when i get uncontrollably weepy
cause lately it feels like all the time
that all i do is cry
but you stopped by
i dont want to make you feel embarrassed
but you were here
and i couldn't bring myself to call my parents
you're still riding next to me
and i wonder if you want to be
you're still right here next to me
but i feel so embarrassing
do you hate to see me cry
or are you just rolling your eyes
cause i'm crying all the time
all i do is fucking cry
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i'm too in my head
just take me to your bed, your bed
i'm a hallow shell
you can tell
i don't add up to you
i don't add up to you
i feel crazy most days
questioning
uncapping my emotions
shame
i'm unsteady and guilty
i wish i didn't leave
unwelcoming not promising
i'm too in my head
just take me to your bed, your bed
i'm a hallow shell
you can tell
i dont add up to you
i don't add up to you
how could i?
i don't add up to you
how could i?
i don't add up to you
how could i?
what a surprise
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my best friend is an alien
she’s got peachy hair and a toothy grin
we hang out and collect roadkill
we just cannot wait until
we can get the heck outta here
my best friend is a magic girl
she’s the definition of out of this world
i was a lost rat boy until i found her
now i just can’t wait until
we can get out on our own
my best friend is an alien
i know that on this planet
she will never feel quite at home
but i hope this makes her feel less alone
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paws (adult mom)
01:38
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my little paws are dirty
from digging through shit you poured on me
my little paws are dirty
but the shit's comin' off real easy
i know i'm a puppy
and digging is an honorable hobby
but 24 months is a long time
to sift through shit to try to find
the tennis ball that you once threw
cuz my nose is weak and my paws are bruised
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i've never been in love
i once liked a boy but only kind of
i can't talk to boys
in front of them i have no poise
i don't want to be in love
it's not something i've dreamed of
for some reason
my friends ask me for relationship advice
but i can't tell them anything wise
i just tell them what they want to hear
and hope they last another year
i don't want to be in love
it's not something i've dreamed of
i don't want to be in love
it's not something i've dreamed of
i don't want to be in love
i don't want to be in love
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Emo Side Project Atlanta, Georgia
i'm not gonna Raichu a love song.
<3
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