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I pushed
I pushed and I shoved
But for what
Just so you could open your mouth
and call me a slut
I don’t see what I did to gat that
label
But now I know that
your unstable
Your tears aren’t the same
Your kisses are in vain
My blood runs hot
as I’m touched by your hand
Your words mean nothing more
to me
or the way I think of the
land beneath your feet
But for what
Just so you could open your mouth
and call me a slut
I don’t see what I did to gat that
label
But now I know that
your unstable
Your tears aren’t the same
Your kisses are in vain
My blood runs hot
as I’m touched by your hand
Your words mean nothing more
to me
or the way I think of the
land beneath your feet
Published 25th Apr 2011
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