What Can I Do
Your All I Think About
Pain Isnt Pleasure
But It Means You Still Alive
Friends Forever Until The Day That I Die
One Potatoe
Two Potato
Three Potato
Four
Take My Mind Away
What Have I Done
My Thoughts Dont Make Sense
Not Even To Me
Im Trying To Explain Something I Dont Even Get
My Thoughts Have NO Rhythm
And My These Feelings Are A Mess
Jumble Mumble Chop And Cut
Puke Barf Blood
Feeling Sick
Icky A Reck
Im So confused My Brain Is On The Fritz
I Cant Remember What I Did
Not Even What You Just Said
Its All One Big Blur A Big Fucking Mess
Just Promise Me
Best Friends For Ever
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