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I asked you to **** me quick, You told me that you already tried, And all your assassin's had failed. And I'd have taken a gun to my head, A long time ago accept that, You made me promise to stick around. I'm too young to be a burnout, I'm too young to hurt this much. They're teaching me how to learn, I'm teaching myself to breathe, While I'm pretending not to drown. I've stopped sleeping and I've forgot how to dream, It makes it hard to think for myself. And I should've listened when they said, Don't give your heart to the first pretty stranger, Because they took it and ran and now, I can't remember how to feel.
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
High school burnout
I asked you to **** me quick, You told me that you already tried, And all your assassin's had failed. And I'd have taken a gun to my head, A long time ago accept that, You made me promise to stick around. I'm too young to be a burnout, I'm too young to hurt this much. They're teaching me how to learn, I'm teaching myself to breathe, While I'm pretending not to drown. I've stopped sleeping and I've forgot how to dream, It makes it hard to think for myself. And I should've listened when they said, Don't give your heart to the first pretty stranger, Because they took it and ran and now, I can't remember how to feel.
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
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