When i spill the beans, don't cry over spilled milkDid it with a straight face
I am expecting it to be awkward
Love how this messes my mind
You will be tongue-tied.
Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
Than having you stalk my every thought
I learned to live half alive
Eventually nothing changed. And you will just laugh it off. So just put life into perspective. I can't wait to see how things fall.
It still pricks. I am doing a free fall.
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