I ran to your apartment
My bare feet slapping the pavement
I had Jack fresh on my tongue.
Tonguing that cut on my cheek
Wearing my lucky, black jeans.
I miss you when you're gone.
I'm that perfect kind of guy
I get jealous so watch me explode.
I haven't made a single grudge that I
Couldn't hold
Be it sixty years or six-feet under.
I'M WARNING YOU!
Don't fall in love with me.
I'm not as stable as I seem.
I'm just a great
wad
of snot.
A great wad of snot.
A great wad of snot you've wiped on your sleeve.
Scum is what I've become.
Scum for everyone.
Scum down in the deep.
It's the scum life for me.
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