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by mal-brown

There’s something here Stop acting like you’re Not feeling it You’re terrified Say you’re in love Admit that to me There’s more between us And it’s so tempting You taste like cigarettes You feel like home You say I’m perfect But too fucking young Boy I know That we could be more But you’re too Fucking scared I’m tired of sneaking Around with you In and out of My windows I know you want Me I know you want To stay But I’m too fucking young And you’re too fucking scared A six-year difference Is a ten-year sentence Only if you’re caught.
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Jul 14, 2015
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Play off a song lyric

White by Odd future

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#love#original
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