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squabbles in my head
Truth is, I love the chase.
Rejection feeds my appetite
In all it's insatiable glory.
On the highest peak
With the wind whispering
All the sweet nothings they told me.
foolish girl
keep that mask on
as the rest of the world does
walk through life with your fists up
and you will always be goddamn fighting
Rejection feeds my appetite
In all it's insatiable glory.
On the highest peak
With the wind whispering
All the sweet nothings they told me.
foolish girl
keep that mask on
as the rest of the world does
walk through life with your fists up
and you will always be goddamn fighting
Published 13th Jan 2022
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