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Sep 2020
Every time I look into the mirror, I see a different me
Each time I reach into the closet
Am I a he or she?
As I open the door, I melt into the floor
I can't stand this anticipation..


I don't feel like dancing but I'll make you look a fool
I'm not into guessing but you look so cruel
Show me your perception and I'll show you my intention
Don't be second guessing because
I know what you think
I don't try to be incomprehensive
But my love,
you seem so demented
Will you let me untie your seams?

Through my closed eyes I am just a fly
In a fishbowl, escaping into the night
The traveling world circles through crystal clean lies
The end is filled with detrimental violence.
Not one soul speaks a word in the end.
I like punk music and I'm trying to make a song that sounds like so, it didn't turn out as cool as I was hoping :,)
I hope to tweak it soon
MontyPie
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MontyPie  16/Oregon
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