RoundEight:TheAct [100409]
Paperweights and dates
with a little stab of hate.
I pull you in you pull me out.
Emo is upon us,
this could be a tragedy.
Our ship is taken by lust.
We are taken, and we're young,
So it's fuck up or bust.
Losing it is hard to do
When he wants it to be special.
Fuck me and we're through.
I don't want it, but neither do you.
Try not to make too much noise,
I want a chance with these other boys.
I won't make a single sound,
These words could drag me through another round.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
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