Description
Well you're wrapped up in a blanket and you're staring at the floor
The conversation's moderated by the noisy streets below
I never wanna hurt you baby,
I'm just a mess with a name and a price
And now I'm drunker than before they told me drinking doesn't make me nice
You never know where some people will go
Yeah some people been hurtin' me
You can tell by look, by the slightest crook
In the neck or the blink of an eye
Well then we'll see what they say and we'll do what they do
But that doesn't mean a goddamn thing
You can listen if you want, you can listen if you don't
Yeah they'll talk, yeah they'll even sing
They come singing through the window, singing through the trees
Yeah they're singing through the bright spring leaves
Yeah they love you when they need you
But someday you're gonna need to
Find some other kind of place to go
But you never leave
But you never ever leave
Oh whoa oh oh
But you never
No...
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hello yes i am alive,, this isnt a vent or anything,, it kinda is i guess lmao
but this is just to show im still active !!
Im workinn on comms
k bye
this is a VERY rushed thing so ahghdhg rip