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If I spoke underwater about the things that I hated I'd run out of gas and the water would be carbonated It's belated, but I realise that everyone I've dated Faded away because they found someone 'better' I just guess that means I'm fated to be rated second So this girl wants to get down with me But doesn't want anything higher Yet I'll keep running back & stand by her Feelings of objectification I guess my body is like a slum & I need some gentrification
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 6:47 PM UTC
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If I spoke underwater about the things that I hated I'd run out of gas and the water would be carbonated It's belated, but I realise that everyone I've dated Faded away because they found someone 'better' I just guess that means I'm fated to be rated second So this girl wants to get down with me But doesn't want anything higher Yet I'll keep running back & stand by her Feelings of objectification I guess my body is like a slum & I need some gentrification
Myrrhical
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 6:47 PM UTC
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