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Oct 2017
I was your first friend
who are you walking with
gonna grab you by the neck
choke the air out of your lungs
burn the flesh I touched

I was your first love
now who are you going to love
I'm gonna cut your tongue
so you don't have any more words
and pick out your eyes
there's no need to see someone else

you loved me crazy
cried to me horrified
but you'll be fine

blue and white stripes
don't get it twisted

I leave friends
and make them cry

happens to me
all the time
eileen
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eileen
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