I'm a ******
I look at blue skies,
Yearning for gray.
Oh, baby, I'm a ******
I dream to be great,
and Stick myself in the Mundane.
**** I guess I'm a ******
I need a woman,
Keep myself well locked away.
Turned out I was a ******
I loved you so much,
But it led you to profane my...
I've always known I was a wierdo...
Apathy never seemed anything but pleasing,
Not since I buried my heart,
Now I close my eyes, in front of my friends,
A ****** Unabetted thoughts racing through my head,
It's just another
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 6:52 PM UTC
I'm a ******
I look at blue skies,
Yearning for gray.
Oh, baby, I'm a ******
I dream to be great,
and Stick myself in the Mundane.
**** I guess I'm a ******
I need a woman,
Keep myself well locked away.
Turned out I was a ******
I loved you so much,
But it led you to profane my...
I've always known I was a wierdo...
Apathy never seemed anything but pleasing,
Not since I buried my heart,
Now I close my eyes, in front of my friends,
A ****** Unabetted thoughts racing through my head,
It's just another
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