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Teaching You To Love Loneliness
You’ll wanna forget, but I’ll sell your kisses for a bag and a rig. My glory rides on a brick and a gram You’ll never get more then half my mind. I’ll eat ya to put you to sleep Cause my dick won’t step up half the time. Your eyes shut to tapping my vein Dancing through shards of moonlight, emptying your purse. I can score while your searching your plastic case for your pretty face. Sweet poems and construction paper cards were pregame. Now I finger through your parents drawers, quarter rolls are good enough. Do you still crave me babe? How’s third place, my two best buds a needle away? Even when my eyes aren’t dotted up it isn’t fair. Just a routine, credit card debt and jail don’t scare. With me we’re always in the midst of thunder Recoveries pink clouds in front but out of grasp. Absence of luck permits you to hang on to my spirit embezzling tears. I’ll be smiling at the freedom, Ignoring your texted stabs. Long sleeves and 50 hour work weeks fooled your parents, but The mirrors sunken and pale my features lost to warmth artificial from my heart. Everything is gonna be cool as long as no one sees my arms. Penniless, I’ll dissolve all my cravings under my tongue… for a week. Steaks marinated in Pabst followed by talks of your creation. We can lay in bed alll day watching Hulu and melting time. For once I’ll be all your’s no more rocks disrupting my brain. As soon as pay day hits I’ll sprint out the front door.
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