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June 2011 Hard to feel pain when i keep myself numb,
smoke all the pain back, keep it down like a thumb,
butterfly kissin bitches with no business,
so they get some money from the man shes givin kisses,
i got this sickness ignited like some wick shit,
fuck regular milk now i go straight Nesquik,
rub my bottle and ask for seven wishes,
all the while you don't realize you're just doin my dishes,
when you're with this you'll realize i'm nothin,
lost all my feelings with the last girl blushin,
feet touchin, show me what you got,
tired of drunkenly tongue tyin the knot,
i thought i didn't deserve you, just too perfect,
too real i don't need a detective to inspect,
but turns out you were no different than the rest,
thought you best instead took another one to the chest.
