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 Something about you tells me i can trust,
That your nourish and destroy me, for just about 40 bucks
It would be my choice and you wouldn't be to blame
To accompany my misery, and nod away the pain.
You could teach me how to shoot, uggh that's such a grungy thought
Maybe we could cuddle, but then again probably not
I just wonder what it might be like, to be close to you and not have sex
In sure replacing it with brown, will lead to its own list of separate regrets
I want to get to know you, but im sure I've heard your story before
Not much else could heal your pain, but an expensive dirty whore
She's taken many greats
And many loves fall to waste
If i like it to much ill stay away........ or only try it once or twice
To live and die to retrieve it wouldn't be worth the price
They may frown but its my life, your not the hypocrite to judge
How much would you really care if i were to fall in love