they sent me 16 issues of the same fucking magazine, i don't even have a subscription anymore (haven't for over a year)....what in the fuck is going on here?
so if anyone wants to come by my house and read the mag, you can feel free to take a copy, i guess?
[ Slug ]
You look like you were built for me; You talk like you want to steal my drink
You kiss like you already came; And that's a lift to pull a line for those with out any game
It's like damn baby; You know you can't save me
But you should still tell your people that your leaving with the band; Maybe you can show me your hustle
Neither one of us would be so lonely; If only you would come over here and hold me
I caught you trying to hide your smile behind your glass; But all of your secrets become a swing set when you laugh
And all of your regrets that you're carrying a burying; Don't mean a damn thing if there's nobody to share them with
We've been following each other all night now; We ought to be all over each other like right now
I don't like crowds lets take flight now; Cause that face that you make
Reminds me of my life now.
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