I Still Think of Pubert Addams... (and you)

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Gun Matched Idiots

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I'm feeling stagnant
Like pond scum in the lake
So damn empty
Wishing my feelings would overtake
Come hell or high water I'm getting over this
Might take me 8 long years or 6 months at best
And in the fogged up mirror I could pass as normal again
Until I wipe the dew away, I'm still a piece of shit
And ill keep you in my head longer than I'd like to admit
Am I mad at you? No, I'm fucking furious
And poor life choices are the reason I exist
We should put things on hold and not be so serious
I've got these pipe bomb dreams they're blowing up on me
And shrapnel hits the people dumb enough to care about me
So lately I've been distant, backtracking straight through hell
Picking up all the pieces, relapse to my shattered self
Laying down in the shower too sickly to move
Blood and mucus fill nostrils as fog fill the room
And to bathe in my failure means I may drown soon
I took comfort in freaks till it made me one too
You keep on ripping stitches, you'll still be left with scars
And when the leerie's dead the beaten path is lit by star
Put on the rose tint glasses, so you won't see it all
And bloodstains look like patterns decorating all these walls
You keep on ripping stitches, you'll still be left with scars
And when the leerie's dead the beaten path is lit by star
Put on the rose tint glasses, so you won't see it all
And bloodstains look like patterns decorating all these walls

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