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Who Knew It Took Hurting You To See What I've Become?
Cigarettes made from love and affection, I felt withdrawn.
Lash out on the one's that you love. They deserve it, I tell myself.
Don't have an opinion, don't say it out loud, don't say anything because it's killing your mom.
I want you here, I don't care who gets hurt. Not even you apparently.
Hormones, dopamine, change of season.
Can't find what's got me falling off the wagon.
Lash out on the one's that you love. They deserve it, I tell myself.
Don't have an opinion, don't say it out loud, don't say anything because it's killing your mom.
I want you here, I don't care who gets hurt. Not even you apparently.
Hormones, dopamine, change of season.
Can't find what's got me falling off the wagon.
Published 9th Dec 2019
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