I think it's for the best, A good thing I
Pull it again, it hurts no one
So you say to
Do this and do that
Step up with your bat
Hit that
Distance is in relation to guilt
And your voice is sounding
Now you think i'm a piece of shit
And you're right,
you're too late and too held back
everything could have
"do what you need
to make it through this year and
It's a beautiful day to feel insane
And concuss yourself against
Wipe the stains from off your face
Thats your hand its
Why must you make this so hard?
It's not like it's
Quit making my hairs stand on end
Mr Nolan, I feel
I wish i could lick your taste from my face
But
"Take a coat, its cold out tonight"
i heard from the
I'm glad to hear you're content
Maybe next time I see
I see you've got a cold again
Every day its that
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