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All I Eat is Breakfast

Pretty as revenge.

So pretty their knuckles are always bleedin' cuz they knock you out

and you speak defeat ten times every time you open your mouth.

 

The girls in short skirts, man

they're sharks

and if you could swim farther, you should

 

But that perfume makes you feel funny and helpless and drunk

cuz *******

where did they ever get that stuff?

 

The kinda bite that feels like a kiss, thinkin'

there's something you missed

Where did you get those eyes, thighs, hair like the sunrise

and baby, make me a fool again.

 

And then it's the morning.

 

And you're a fool again.

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carly-two
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Apr 5, 2012
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Copyright, C. Heiser 2012

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