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• Artiste: Firework Splints
• Titre: Something Chronic
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she was about as annoying as kamikaze flier circling my head and then fucking up my eyes analogies and anecdotes always seemed to work on describing the worst kinds of people she annoys me something chronic when she asks did you miss me? she's always in the mood for playing insincere games and letting her subconscious take over what she truly knows is true this ain't love this ain't standing tall this is falling on deaf ears this is eating away your years so let's just leave this back where it started yesterday there's nothing left to compensate for any longer when you don't know what you've got before your eyes instinct tells you where to throw it but in her case, the art of settling kicks in she wants to use this piece of second-best to compensate for better sex she annoys me something chronic when she asks do you love me? i told her to read some entertaining books and poetry 'cause this fantasy you have of you and i is not going to come true anytime soon and i don't have a heart to cry this ain't love this ain't standing tall this is falling on deaf ears this is eating away your years so let's just leave this back where it started yesterday there's nothing left to compensate for any longer 'cause when you don't know what you've got before your eyes instinct tells you where to throw it so go away and have a nice life