Now i can see what you're doing to me
And i'm
Liars and little boys playing big games.
All this shit is
Looking like she needs a miracle
Out here so late, just
They want to turn on you and it's so fucking
Taking her back to your room, you start to wrestle,
Stealing never felt so good
Spoiled teens wish us well, as
This ain't Passover or nothing but I can feel that
When you are waking up late and you don't feel
Kissing on the face of girls that never trusted you.
Confession
Depressed by the smiles, all the phonies, and the fakes.
Depressed
To many days spent here
I've two more befor i start
I'm losing, losing touch with my mind.
I'm falling, falling way
Oh my god, you are so gone. Your breath smells
Trying to get clean just kept him out
You know you
Let's sing the songs of every section now.
Dance let's dance
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