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• Artiste: Rocom
• Titre: Her Lips Destroy
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Breathe easy little girl you're alone now. What a funny thing to want in a small town. I don't even know what it was behind your eyes. Was it pain? was it relief? Was it another good time? Sometimes I miss love thyne, just to save myself. Sometimes I need my friends just to pull me outta Hell. It's fucked up that you smiled at the top of the steps. How many seconds did it take to turn itself into regret? Not even about sex, it was about a bestfriend. Having a hand to hold through the pain and the stress. I'm a mess, and that's not really unexpected. Things can get drab, life can get hectic. And yeah, I thought I'd count 'em, it was only seven months. I guess I lasted longer than your last good fuck. Ask me if I want to rendezvous to somewhere. Whatever's best for me? I know you really don't care. With my foot to the pedal, red roses in the front seat, plucking off these petals hoping to God that she loves me. She loves me not, she thinks reclusive hits the spot. I know I didn't give you all but I gave you what I got. I dressed in all black for a damn good reason. Johnny Cash had a good feeling you were leaving. I guess it was the season you were getting pretty cold. I did the same in return, I turned my heart into stone. And every Monday and Thursday I won't be watching T.V., I'll be regertting the day I gave a stone eulogy. We were sitting on a big rock as the giant sun sets. Always Chasing Amy while laying in my bed. I'm not angry or depressed, I'm just a little upset and if I ever get to hate you, hope to God we never met. Look me in the face you don't have to say a thing. You need to be alone and still call me on the phone? What a complicated way of looking at a new 'us'. Well you wanna be alone, so I don't give a fuck. We were good with laughs, we were good with lust. It was too much of a good thing, I guess you had enough. I don't know you anymore, I wonder if I ever did. You're out of my life so never ask me how mine is. Too much time on my hands and no one to hold 'em, but please leave me alone I'm busy at the moment. Welcome to the wonderful world of having nothing. No one to kiss, no one to hold or touch me. And that's just fine, see I can make it right through but brass knuckles couldn't knock me out the way that you do.