You make me upset,
fidgeting like a child,
jumping over the blade,
greening your life.
self-destruction,
This is smoke,
self-destruction,
I want sometimes.
I'm already 40,
Because at 30, I found an old
,
Its madness I admire, whether it is
or not.
destructive me beer flows
to stomach all this heat, entitled The
basically you
Even though I hate you sometimes,
With all of your beauty, you
ass.
No, it's pop music, The
came on me in the letter,
with their cruelty,
Darkened.
You stay nice, is
Just as the reason,
Just as justice is
As is love.
but kiss my ass.
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