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With an attraction this strong it can't be long,
until our love is sang of in some folk song,
all along right here is where you belong,
yet you constantly have made me feel wrong,

it's easier to write then respond to a text,
cause nothing is really coming next,
even if i have something to back up the request,
right before we talk it'll all succumb to theft,

how can i deserve you when you don't want me,
push me in a bin like your dirty laundry,
keep trying to wake me up and taunt me,
with the dream that you could want me,

again it's come to this i must dismiss,
the conscious thought you could exist,
must be my brain projecting out a miss,
that embodies everything i look for in a soul miss.