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not even after the lights has gone out do you stop ruinung it all
one look over that shoulder and I
he looks sleezy, my friend say. You so won. He is nobody, but you stab my heart, you stab like a midnight runner, end up like a no good gunner, nothing like you when you´re gone, fuck you, you where that song but you gave it to her, i saw it, a playlist named mrs awsome, followed by a heart, you fucking basterd, next to the one I made you, fuck you you kept it, fuck you you be be pissin on me but I will move, I will rule, I will be french and awsome, you be nothin but a sleeze no good hard to reach asshole and your friend told me that little mrs be wierd, antisocial, she missed me, you heard that, she misses me. she even wrote me a letter at my graduation since she couldn´t make it and i didn´t even invite you. she said that you be long gone for her.fuck you. that was our artist. You had made the dinner, I had thought of you at the concert, I cried goddammit, You gave me them presents, And I cried, fine, I dumped you, but we made up, and we fucked all over the house, do yo remember, on the washingmachine, in the shower, in the bathtub where you had tapped a bath but sure we broke up once more, alexander came over, but you blamed the waterworks on the grass, allergia, but we made up again, and we stayed together for nine more months, and that was our song, I fucking gave you a bracelet, it said "you can have me" and I don´t fucking do that, I don´t even like that song, ok? you don´t get how much I gave of myself, you fucking twat. I now have a man who hangs up the phone, a hedgehog and I fuckin love it, you hear that? no more mr pussy, I don´t need to carry the weight
of two persons, I don´t need to be all and nothing, I am human, I am no longer golden, I am but dust.
one look over that shoulder and I
he looks sleezy, my friend say. You so won. He is nobody, but you stab my heart, you stab like a midnight runner, end up like a no good gunner, nothing like you when you´re gone, fuck you, you where that song but you gave it to her, i saw it, a playlist named mrs awsome, followed by a heart, you fucking basterd, next to the one I made you, fuck you you kept it, fuck you you be be pissin on me but I will move, I will rule, I will be french and awsome, you be nothin but a sleeze no good hard to reach asshole and your friend told me that little mrs be wierd, antisocial, she missed me, you heard that, she misses me. she even wrote me a letter at my graduation since she couldn´t make it and i didn´t even invite you. she said that you be long gone for her.fuck you. that was our artist. You had made the dinner, I had thought of you at the concert, I cried goddammit, You gave me them presents, And I cried, fine, I dumped you, but we made up, and we fucked all over the house, do yo remember, on the washingmachine, in the shower, in the bathtub where you had tapped a bath but sure we broke up once more, alexander came over, but you blamed the waterworks on the grass, allergia, but we made up again, and we stayed together for nine more months, and that was our song, I fucking gave you a bracelet, it said "you can have me" and I don´t fucking do that, I don´t even like that song, ok? you don´t get how much I gave of myself, you fucking twat. I now have a man who hangs up the phone, a hedgehog and I fuckin love it, you hear that? no more mr pussy, I don´t need to carry the weight
of two persons, I don´t need to be all and nothing, I am human, I am no longer golden, I am but dust.
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