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You slur poems I'll never forget
I bleed words you'll never read
I keep holding on to oldies
You just keep playing the lead

You dance to my heart beat
I'll shed tears from my eyes
Eyes that you had once loved
I can feel my heart die

You keep your heart to yourself
My hands are cold as metal
I'm hoping that I'm still asleep
Addicted and high on ground level

Fuck you and these stupid feels
Fuck me cause I am calling
The heart never does really heal
It finds a battle that's stalling

My heart beats through the muck
Your music booms to my mind
All he'll want is good luck
Kiss me and just be kind

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