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You've got a funny way of coming clean- or are you just apart?
You tuck the to-do lists between the ends and in the books that look good on the bus.
Mistake my wince for a smile while you on a bitten tongue.

not so funny when you're mean to me.
Your black flags fade to the red-blooded blues
we grow old to know we died young.

Nothing lasts.
It's a dystopian, sick world and everything is falling apart.
But don't it feel like we're coming together when we the goods and push the shopping carts out?
We'd smoke in your bedroom, the forced laughter is not contagious.
I know that you wish you were sick, but there are so ways of being more disappointing..

You're not so funny when you're to me.
black flags fade to gray, you looked dead in your leather anyway.
Suburban and we're gonna die young.
But you're and you're bound and you're city-bound.
You young.

it feels like there's something that's gone.
When you ask if something that's wrong.
I feel like there's that's gone.