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Ill be honest I can't be honest If you were here I wouldn't wanna I shoot daggers in the form of bic pens And empty bottles Id set 309 on fire Melt the tread off all my tires Grab the sun out of the sky If you'd just give me the time Am I asking too much? Or are you giving too little? If you miss me so bad Why can't you meet me in the middle? If you miss me so bad If you miss me so bad Another day another excuse Another 20 hours waiting for a glimpse of you Ghosts have made themselves more present Empty lots have had a better view God **** the distance you create The toxic things you facilitate Pulling pedals off your flowers Naming all the things I hate Am I asking too much Or are you giving too little? If you miss me so bad Why can't you meet me in the middle? If you miss me so bad If you miss me so bad. You dont miss me anymore You miss the way I make you feel Hang my heart out on a string Just enough to keep it real If I cut myself wide open And I bled out on this page Would you recognize my insides Or my unabated rage? Am I asking too much Or are you giving too little? If you miss me so bad Why can't you meet me in the middle? If you miss me so bad If you miss me so bad.
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Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 12:37 AM UTC
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Ill be honest I can't be honest If you were here I wouldn't wanna I shoot daggers in the form of bic pens And empty bottles Id set 309 on fire Melt the tread off all my tires Grab the sun out of the sky If you'd just give me the time Am I asking too much? Or are you giving too little? If you miss me so bad Why can't you meet me in the middle? If you miss me so bad If you miss me so bad Another day another excuse Another 20 hours waiting for a glimpse of you Ghosts have made themselves more present Empty lots have had a better view God **** the distance you create The toxic things you facilitate Pulling pedals off your flowers Naming all the things I hate Am I asking too much Or are you giving too little? If you miss me so bad Why can't you meet me in the middle? If you miss me so bad If you miss me so bad. You dont miss me anymore You miss the way I make you feel Hang my heart out on a string Just enough to keep it real If I cut myself wide open And I bled out on this page Would you recognize my insides Or my unabated rage? Am I asking too much Or are you giving too little? If you miss me so bad Why can't you meet me in the middle? If you miss me so bad If you miss me so bad.
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Costcoglizzzy
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Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 12:37 AM UTC
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