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I just wanted you to feel the way I felt when you left me, I'm starting to panic, it's leaving me breathless, Losing my mind,I've been walking round headless, I just wanted you to tell me that you never meant it, That you didn't love me you thought that we were pretending, Just go ahead and end it, Go ahead and spin this, World upside down and **** me up I guess that you meant it, I shoulda said something a year ago, I swear to god that I sent it, I swear to god I'm just friendless, too ****** up for friendship, Too ****** up for you to say that you don't wanna end it. It ended a year ago, just blew you up in my head, Spent a year as a zombie, I'm the living dead, I lost my mind, walk around without a head, I spent a year under the covers, coming home to find my bed, Empty with a note saying you missed me, Couldn't wait to kiss me and flip me, Over, dissect and dismiss me, It's time to commence total rinsing, I'm washing my hands, because now I know you don't miss me
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
Biology III (Graduate Course)
I just wanted you to feel the way I felt when you left me, I'm starting to panic, it's leaving me breathless, Losing my mind,I've been walking round headless, I just wanted you to tell me that you never meant it, That you didn't love me you thought that we were pretending, Just go ahead and end it, Go ahead and spin this, World upside down and **** me up I guess that you meant it, I shoulda said something a year ago, I swear to god that I sent it, I swear to god I'm just friendless, too ****** up for friendship, Too ****** up for you to say that you don't wanna end it. It ended a year ago, just blew you up in my head, Spent a year as a zombie, I'm the living dead, I lost my mind, walk around without a head, I spent a year under the covers, coming home to find my bed, Empty with a note saying you missed me, Couldn't wait to kiss me and flip me, Over, dissect and dismiss me, It's time to commence total rinsing, I'm washing my hands, because now I know you don't miss me
austin-pursley
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
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