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he loves the way i drink my shots of whisky, i love the way he stares at me in bed the scent of cigarette love in the air and baby this is just the beginning of the end || they say he's too cool to know me i say i'm too young to care because the way he drives all through the night makes me stop and stare || he doesn't give a **** and his excuse is he's young and so am i, we're too reckless to live by the rules and too hopeless to care about getting caught || he calls me bonnie i call him clyde we love money and getting high and if i die tonight then give my money to my mother and my regards to my father, tell him i slit his throat in this dream i had || imagine our children, how ****** would they be? mommy's a ****** daddy lives in a dream there's nothing wrong with dreaming though, it's the waking up that kills people it's the waking up that killed me (h.l.)
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
bonnie and clyde
he loves the way i drink my shots of whisky, i love the way he stares at me in bed the scent of cigarette love in the air and baby this is just the beginning of the end || they say he's too cool to know me i say i'm too young to care because the way he drives all through the night makes me stop and stare || he doesn't give a **** and his excuse is he's young and so am i, we're too reckless to live by the rules and too hopeless to care about getting caught || he calls me bonnie i call him clyde we love money and getting high and if i die tonight then give my money to my mother and my regards to my father, tell him i slit his throat in this dream i had || imagine our children, how ****** would they be? mommy's a ****** daddy lives in a dream there's nothing wrong with dreaming though, it's the waking up that kills people it's the waking up that killed me (h.l.)
"they say i'm too young to love you"- brooklyn baby "if you see my dad, tell him i slit his throat in this dream i had"- My Name Is imagine our children,/how ****** would they be?/mommy's a psycho,/daddy lives in a dream- the neighborhood this entire poem is made up of song references sorry
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thestoryofagirl
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thestoryofagirl
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
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