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I wish I could stop My hands from stalking your page from refreshing just to see your name an expert in pushing people away My tongue is best tied up instead of exercised it's exorcism is backwards demons it will spew right into your insides the things i say aren't like the things i do But my conscience blurs all those lines when I'm with you Who is this new host of parasitic infection? Making overly sexualized suggestions Who gave her the key and locked me out? I wish I could stop My hands from stalking your page from refreshing just to see your name
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Dec 22, 2011
Dec 22, 2011 at 6:28 PM UTC
The Internet Girl
I wish I could stop My hands from stalking your page from refreshing just to see your name an expert in pushing people away My tongue is best tied up instead of exercised it's exorcism is backwards demons it will spew right into your insides the things i say aren't like the things i do But my conscience blurs all those lines when I'm with you Who is this new host of parasitic infection? Making overly sexualized suggestions Who gave her the key and locked me out? I wish I could stop My hands from stalking your page from refreshing just to see your name
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Dec 22, 2011
Dec 22, 2011 at 6:28 PM UTC
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