

Tonight your Body Will LearnWasted or sober Were still going toTonight your Body Will Learn
Feel the blows of hurt As our stomach churns With thoughts, because Were different from you
&& your lover. We think with our stomachs It bubbles with judgment
As we choke down phrases And bits of lost stories Were drowning from Our own suffocation
And Im absolutely okay with that. Im absolutely okay with this.
He has a queer grip On the pedal and I guess Ive lost control again. With sticky margarita fingers I hope no one knows What
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If I didnt care for fun and such,
Id probably amount to much.
But I shall stay the way I am,
Because I do not give a damn.
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