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You’re the one thing I want that I never did have.

And after all, you’re my wonderwall.

Blue lips, and doe eyes, that’s her disguise.

The thought of you is no fucking fun

Take me home, you had a problem the truth.

I don’t want anybody else to feel this way.

The neighbors said she moved away, funny how it rained all day.

I got nothing left inside of my chest, but it’s all alright.

God made the world, why did man make the Scriptures? & if He created Lenin why’d he go and make a Hitler?

She finds hope in the strangest places.