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Lemuria Punk Get Better

I feel like you've died and I want you back But I know that I will never see you again Walking around trying to keep my mouth shut While the pity piles

You should've laid the clothes you were to rest in peace with Out for the people doing the burying They're going to spend hours trying to decide what

I'm miserable with you, I'm more miserable without you. I'll stay its length away [x3]. I miss you. [x2] You know that I miss you. I spend more time

When you wear Lipstick, I always want to kiss you, but you use your lipstick as an excuse not to kiss me, You prefer to do it in the morning, when you

like you, i get comfortable I'm not like you, i get comfortable sometimes what you give, you return for what you get. sometimes what you give, for what you get

You were only there because you shared DNA You wore a mask but I could read your eyes You were spared the trouble of being an audience You reflect to