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Favorite girl,
join me in the
back so we can talk.
I completely
forgot our feelings
stand in the mirror
and as you move
away, I get closer.
I told them you were
indisposed, that you
left and wouldn't
be coming home.
I reach into my pocket
as we fall forward;
a pinched nerve you
call this argument.
I told them gold was
your color and you
can't stay away.
you read that stuff about
the beauty of the world
and walk, naked, in the sun.
I just can't be that loved.
join me in the
back so we can talk.
I completely
forgot our feelings
stand in the mirror
and as you move
away, I get closer.
I told them you were
indisposed, that you
left and wouldn't
be coming home.
I reach into my pocket
as we fall forward;
a pinched nerve you
call this argument.
I told them gold was
your color and you
can't stay away.
you read that stuff about
the beauty of the world
and walk, naked, in the sun.
I just can't be that loved.
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