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to this day i have no clue what PDA could be about - a rape? a bad breakup? astounding that it's still so impenetrable
Yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to
That is all that I can do
You are a past dinner, the last winner I'm raping all around me
Until the last drop is behind you
You're so cute when you're frustrated, dear
Yeah you're so cute when you're sedated, dear
oh yes dear
Sleep tight, grim rite.
We have 200 couches where you can
Sleep tight, grim rite.
We have 200 couches where you can
Sleep tonight...
You are the only person who's completely certain there's nothing here to be into
That is all that you can do
You are a past sinner, the last winner and everything we've come to
It makes you you
But you cannot safely say, while I will be away,
that you will not consider sadly how you helped me to stray
You will not reach me I am
Resenting a position that is past resentment
And now I can consider
And now there is this distance, so-
Sleep tight, grim rite.
We have 200 couches where you can
Sleep tight, grim rite.
We have 200 couches where you can
Sleep tonight...
― ET sippin the wig (spazzmatazz), Monday, 6 October 2014 19:47 (nine years ago) link