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The Least of My Existence-Please Get Off Your Phone
You know of my reflection
Not the inflection of my voice
but what am I to do?
I try, and I pry at that
front door
but some poor little girl
wont let me through
says I need some pass
Sixteen hole punches!
To go the bunnies way!
I mean geeze...
Its a meet + greet
not a meet + meat
Now he questions my existence
and...honesty
It hurts but I'm to blame
Although, being all mysterious and shit
was not intended
Why cant you just let it go?
How about call me on the phone? :DDD
No, too awkward for you.
Well, dont be so butthurt.
My birthday is December 20th
Once I get my card punched
we might go the bunnies way
Not the inflection of my voice
but what am I to do?
I try, and I pry at that
front door
but some poor little girl
wont let me through
says I need some pass
Sixteen hole punches!
To go the bunnies way!
I mean geeze...
Its a meet + greet
not a meet + meat
Now he questions my existence
and...honesty
It hurts but I'm to blame
Although, being all mysterious and shit
was not intended
Why cant you just let it go?
How about call me on the phone? :DDD
No, too awkward for you.
Well, dont be so butthurt.
My birthday is December 20th
Once I get my card punched
we might go the bunnies way
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