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Nov 2013
mkb
Mother knows best
But, unfortunately, you're a daddy's girl
And none of the boys staring at your skirt
Want to hear about how you wish you'd listened
Now it's too late

The windows in your soul have been broken into
And everyone's robbing your brain
And all the tickets to your heart have been given up
In exchange for one wild ride with the devil
And you wish that your dad regretted leaving you
As much as you regretted being born


I can hear the fire crackling in your chest
But all they can feel is the heat from your breath
There are clouds beneath your fingernails
But all they feel is the storms digging into their backs

You like being used
Because you hate feeling useless
But then you're just garbage
And it won't matter how good you were with your hands

There's a ticket back to Where It's Safe
But you ripped it into pieces
The road is long and winding
And you're drunk and swerving towards the ditch
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