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My Only Outlet: OkCupid
Going nowhere on a Saturday night
except maybe to a great date
that'll just make me think of J.
But other than that, nowhere.
Addicted and jobless,
my only outlet: OkCupid.
Friendless too unless
you count failed romances
and good fucks.
Going nowhere on a Saturday night,
blasting the stereo,
all the pop stars singing,
wishing I was a pop star.
Addicted and jobless,
my only outlet: OkCupid.
Friendless too unless
you count failed romances
and good fucks.
Going nowhere on a Saturday night,
to a park late at night
if not that great date.
I guess oh well if someone kills me.
Addicted and jobless,
my only outlet: OkCupid.
Friendless too unless
you count failed romances
and good fucks.
Going nowhere on a Saturday night,
just driving around,
eventually turning off the sound,
going inside the house of broken dreams.
My only outlet: OkCupid.
except maybe to a great date
that'll just make me think of J.
But other than that, nowhere.
Addicted and jobless,
my only outlet: OkCupid.
Friendless too unless
you count failed romances
and good fucks.
Going nowhere on a Saturday night,
blasting the stereo,
all the pop stars singing,
wishing I was a pop star.
Addicted and jobless,
my only outlet: OkCupid.
Friendless too unless
you count failed romances
and good fucks.
Going nowhere on a Saturday night,
to a park late at night
if not that great date.
I guess oh well if someone kills me.
Addicted and jobless,
my only outlet: OkCupid.
Friendless too unless
you count failed romances
and good fucks.
Going nowhere on a Saturday night,
just driving around,
eventually turning off the sound,
going inside the house of broken dreams.
My only outlet: OkCupid.
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