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Jun 2019
oh look at that, it's already 3am
and i have no idea where i am
i just drank how many shots
and now i'm ******* lost
i've been to how many bars
and is this even my car
it's all a blur in my head
now the curb can be my bed
i miss that comfy feeling of a home
in my humble abode, being alone
i feel quite free, with no one but me
if only that life was easy
now i'd rather spend nights
hiding from the light
avoiding any fights
relationship's a drag
i got enough in my bag
check the ones under my eyes
i wish my shadow was more my size
i wish this smile wasn't a disguise
i already know the why of my conflict
i need to find the how,
i think i'm ready for it to end now
here's pt 2
Written by
Lake
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