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by @emily-oliver

They ask me where I'm going I say north south A bitter taste left in my mouth They ask me where I'm going I say east west I'm on house arrest I'm staying here Or I'm moving in a straight line I'm sorry That I don't know what the fuck is going on in my mind Please take me away from here Before I drown in myself Give me true love or maybe some beer I'm sorry I left But I'll eventually circle back I think of leaving you And I have panic attacks But you don't love me I guess I should take a clue You ask me where I'm going I say north south I've wasted my youth You ask me where I'm going I say east west I failed my acid test I'm sorry that I'm leaving But the air is just so heavy And I'm having trouble breathing Ill circle back again
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Dec 7, 2015
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