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Feeling so tired but i can't sleep isnt that a ******* cliche? suffocating feelings that would make me weep but holding onto every word you say Your hand print on my hipbone a bite mark on your neck tonight we wont feel alone and we sure as hell wont forget But for the nights your lover is a cigarette and the kiss of death is one you love it's not her you want, i'll take that bet it's not her you're thinking of
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
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Feeling so tired but i can't sleep isnt that a ******* cliche? suffocating feelings that would make me weep but holding onto every word you say Your hand print on my hipbone a bite mark on your neck tonight we wont feel alone and we sure as hell wont forget But for the nights your lover is a cigarette and the kiss of death is one you love it's not her you want, i'll take that bet it's not her you're thinking of
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
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