Nothing is fun
glue made me numb
confine to...
solitary
give your flower to
Lying here
on the floor
with my hands
down below
ain't nobody home
yeah, we're
no I can't explain
this adolescent pain
maybe it's just jealousy
of the
Songs are flying in the air
just like us they're everywhere
you
Don't know why I feel this way
breaking things gives me
I put on my face
something tells me not to go
seen
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