my true love |
For Rober Caroll to ask me out! |
something |
fame and fortune |
Life to start |
Like you give two shits what im doing here. |
you |
..................... |
to my love |
to be fucked |
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stuff..... |
Flirting my brains out |
anything |
rocking like a hurricane |
Sleeping |
Does that mean anything to YOU? |
working |
....................... |
triying to get well, to not get mad |
sucking dick |
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ill just find another one |
Oh trust me, I'll make it happen... |
nothing |
i'll settle for true love |
I'll die of boredom |
Well, then fuck you. |
oh it will. |
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i will feel stupid for waiting
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i will kill myself |
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