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Completely Lost & Closed
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April 2011 Why is it so hard to still talk to you, just hearin your voice,
makes me feel like i'm fucked and never even had a chance,
wakin up feelin perfect just to later get jim joyced,
walkin down the path to see the cougar poised,
the boys ran from the cougar, they then grew up to be men,
never to share another brotherly moment ever again,
since one is near Chicago, the other lives in the city,
ones got the looks while the other one is witty,
at least he knows he aint a looker but still he gets by,
takes all the pain of those around him, anyone nearby,
the hook ups tend to happen but that girl is still outta reach,
like an albino lookin out his window out onto the sunny beach,
fear of burnin his skin, so sensitive to the touch,
like takin both of your thumbs and seperatin a dutch,
maybe it is too much but i still think i'll die a lonely end,
since i can never again have feelings no matter the signs they send.
