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Just take tonight, sleep after you tear up,

talk to friends who all say it'll be this year hun,

if i were a couple, two instead of one,

maybe my brain wouldn't look to Mary Jane for fun,

and maybe if i weren't so inclined

to be someones man, some girls unthought of find,

then i could be truly happy and not care

about the lack of current news they all share,

left myself alone at baggage claim, out and about,

now it's time i unzipped and walked out,

confined in a suitcase i encase myself in,

i depress myself constantly, surely not helpin,

instead of always writing with initials north east,

i can become mysterious and lay out a word feast,

could be i miss one, and then miss another,

the one thing i'll miss most is hearing my lover.