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I wear your clothes on my back
My pulse gives me a heart attack.
My belt you wear around your waist
She kicked you out, you left this place.
A bottle left behind
I put it in my line.
The movie left downstairs
Half the place we were caught, we were scared.
Body reaches 300 degrees
I sat there and begged her, “please, oh please.”
Forgiving she had become
Together we are, as whole as one.
A secret it no longer is
But honestly I could really give.
So long as you’re mine
My life is fxxking FINE.
