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Oh please don't leave me on the side Sidekick, this side dish life is not what I'm about I'm going down with speakers blaring loud I'm swinging from every angle, gotta keep it proud keep my head above the noise and the fan blades chopping through everything my head is too full of ghosts and scissors I am a loser, need to find me a winner take me out to dinner spill your contents into me and after I won't find me another, I'm too full of disaster too full to ask her what she's doing out this late empty my plate I am not a side dish but I still act like one.
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 11:21 PM UTC
side dish
Oh please don't leave me on the side Sidekick, this side dish life is not what I'm about I'm going down with speakers blaring loud I'm swinging from every angle, gotta keep it proud keep my head above the noise and the fan blades chopping through everything my head is too full of ghosts and scissors I am a loser, need to find me a winner take me out to dinner spill your contents into me and after I won't find me another, I'm too full of disaster too full to ask her what she's doing out this late empty my plate I am not a side dish but I still act like one.
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24/F/Ohio
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 11:21 PM UTC
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