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I taste burnt rubber and engine grease I feel this deep burning sting that won't cease I smell old glue mixed with butterscotch I look down again to check my watch I don't feel sick thinking of you I no longer feel hurt I am just ruined over you So again I clasp my shirt It's not that I don't taste anymore I just taste waste and no more It's not that I feel like I could die Rather I can't stand to be alive It's not that my heart is still broken over you It's just been repaired with very weak glue It's not that my heart beats for no other It's just forced to beat for no one at all I'm not sick Not hurt Just ruined over you And I've no idea what to do.
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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I taste burnt rubber and engine grease I feel this deep burning sting that won't cease I smell old glue mixed with butterscotch I look down again to check my watch I don't feel sick thinking of you I no longer feel hurt I am just ruined over you So again I clasp my shirt It's not that I don't taste anymore I just taste waste and no more It's not that I feel like I could die Rather I can't stand to be alive It's not that my heart is still broken over you It's just been repaired with very weak glue It's not that my heart beats for no other It's just forced to beat for no one at all I'm not sick Not hurt Just ruined over you And I've no idea what to do.
Justnotherday
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Justnotherday
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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