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Pretty lights flashing, you're like a rave Upside down faces, talking about the drugs they don't do Lovers in the corner, Hands being held I'm backed against a cold wall with my pretty words and them alone wondering why I'm here Counting all the people who really don't care
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 10:13 PM UTC
This Party Isn't the Best
Pretty lights flashing, you're like a rave Upside down faces, talking about the drugs they don't do Lovers in the corner, Hands being held I'm backed against a cold wall with my pretty words and them alone wondering why I'm here Counting all the people who really don't care
I say all the wrong things, bad timing married bad luck and decided to follow me
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 10:13 PM UTC
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