Moving On
I try to get high
Just to get by
I'm sick of falling for them
Where has my brain been
They smile, I melt
I hate the cards I've been dealt
My heart says yes, my brain says no
I must learn to let it go
God I hate this feeling, why can't it go away
Sometimes it's hard to like someone who isn't gay
So I'll try not to get high
Just to get by
And stop falling for them
And persuade my brain to listen.
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