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i am cheap logic bought from a man on the side of the street who says it's the real stuff, nothing but the best and i guess you believed him, i guess optimism ran in your veins that day and i should be glad, really except you've been tricked, and the man walks away laughing with your petty change in his pocket glancing back to grin at your smiling face as you slip your arm around my waist and i pretend to be worth it dress me up, because i'm tired of painting myself i just wanna hear your description i like it better than mine take me out, at least as far as the road to show me why i usually stay at home i am a solid shell this logic has been welded into my surface and i make sense, just ask anyone i am a rock, i am an unmoving blanket i am a hand to hold, a smile to be reflected i am a solid shell within which the logic falls apart too bad wandering gypsies don't give refunds, eh? you'll never track him down be my computer genius, crack this code make me logic from spinning numbers make me make sense make me make sense make me make sense keep the optimism running in your veins i like you that way
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Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC
logic
i am cheap logic bought from a man on the side of the street who says it's the real stuff, nothing but the best and i guess you believed him, i guess optimism ran in your veins that day and i should be glad, really except you've been tricked, and the man walks away laughing with your petty change in his pocket glancing back to grin at your smiling face as you slip your arm around my waist and i pretend to be worth it dress me up, because i'm tired of painting myself i just wanna hear your description i like it better than mine take me out, at least as far as the road to show me why i usually stay at home i am a solid shell this logic has been welded into my surface and i make sense, just ask anyone i am a rock, i am an unmoving blanket i am a hand to hold, a smile to be reflected i am a solid shell within which the logic falls apart too bad wandering gypsies don't give refunds, eh? you'll never track him down be my computer genius, crack this code make me logic from spinning numbers make me make sense make me make sense make me make sense keep the optimism running in your veins i like you that way
how i feel, i guess?
#home#cheap#logic#real#smile#change#optimism#homeless#trick#deceit#shell#genius#sense
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r-saba
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Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC
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