Frnkenstienxo

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I never thought I'd say this but I kinda hate wattpad now. Fucking wow, we literally have to pay for everything. Ngl wattpad is kinda shit.

burningcorpses

Light us up until we pop
          I wanna burn bright 'til we're not
          Let's keep each other safe from the world
          I'll be your optimistic black hole
          Full of love I can't control
          Let's keep each other safe from the world
          From the world
          
          Happy birthday, Merry Christmas
          To the one I call my Mrs
          I'm leaving you love notes in the kitchen, say it all
          I know you said to mind my business
          But Cupid sent me on a mission
          It's got me sitting, wishing, waiting for your call
          Let's be lucky people, you and me
          
          My hourglass is in your hands
          You've got my time, you are my plans
          Let's keep each other safe from the world
          You've got me writing sappy songs
          I used to laugh out on my own
          Let's keep each other safe from the world
          
          Because I know it's hard to let yourself be fine
          But I'll carry around our worried flurried minds
          But I'll let go if you do too
          
          Happy birthday, Merry Christmas
          To the one I call my Mrs
          I'm leaving you love notes in the kitchen, say it all
          I know you said to mind my business
          But Cupid sent me on a mission
          It's got me sitting, wishing, waiting for your call
          Let's be lucky people, you and me
          
          My common sense is powerless
          And I'm convinced that you
          Caught me lucky, it's just the half of it
          The better half of me that I couldn't quit
          'Cause now I'm flying across the country
          More than monthly for you
          You've got me more than clumsy
          But you're my yellow lovely
          
          Happy birthday, Merry Christmas
          To the one I call my Mrs
          I'm leaving you love notes in the kitchen and say it all
          I know you said to mind my business
          But Cupid sent me on a mission
          It's got me sitting, wishing, waiting for your call