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Dec 2015
so tell me bout the moments
that we shared huh?
fully loaded with fear
like a full gun
feelin like ****
like you never won
tryna get away
but you cant run?

so tell me bout the moments
that you call out
tryna be in
but it fell out
tiny little things
like what it's all about
memory wiped clean
but now it’s all doubt?

so tell me bout the moments
that make you feel trapped
so far, ripped away
that you cant relax
**** that ship sailed
and you're saran wrapped
taken to a place
where it’s all black

so tell me bout the moments
that you sigh and hide in
why’d you mix that drink
and put cyanide in?
happiness on the floor
like some dead skin
yang was all we wanted
but it was only yin

so tell me bout the moments
that you holler
up late, nightmares
but you cant call her
is this fate, is this love?
the knife is getting hotter
so you called him
dont know why you bother

i dont know why i bother
Life Isn't Black Jack
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