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Every one of these girls. Wants to be my muse. But baby I ain't ready for that **** I'm just way too confused. I could take you in. Swim in the hearts I've collected. But baby in the end. You might find yourself rejected. I'm a dangerous mess. Never was good at abstaining. You can be my addiction for tonight. A sweet affliction I ain't restraining. I know all the right ways. To do the wrong things. I know how it feels. To have a heart that stings. Am I the worst? Or just worse than you expected. What if it was reversed. And it was my mind you infected?
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
Muse
Every one of these girls. Wants to be my muse. But baby I ain't ready for that **** I'm just way too confused. I could take you in. Swim in the hearts I've collected. But baby in the end. You might find yourself rejected. I'm a dangerous mess. Never was good at abstaining. You can be my addiction for tonight. A sweet affliction I ain't restraining. I know all the right ways. To do the wrong things. I know how it feels. To have a heart that stings. Am I the worst? Or just worse than you expected. What if it was reversed. And it was my mind you infected?
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Jul 4, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
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