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Collecting buttons
I curse the cement
For not letting me fall through
Into the center of whatever is in the center
Please call back if you feel a knot in your stomach
Or perhaps a burning sensation in your…
So who died and made her king?
Collecting buttons like the stars in the sky
I’m just concerned for my health is all.
You don’t need me or anything that might be involved
You got your career and your optimism
I’m just a shy attempt at love
Lets live in the past cause that’s when we made it
This is more then my lungs can handle
