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"Serving Size / less than zero point two"
The loneliness of three A.M twists through my mind, and I finally come to realize I'm just a desperate kid for a pleasurable taste. I just need an easy friend; a person who knows nothing, but understands everything. A person who won't talk, but just listen. I need something beautiful to live for...something precious to turn into trash. The loneliness of four A.M brings my conscience to life. It's that inner voice in the back of my mind, whispering rights and wrongs. Making me realize I long for the burning scratch of nails across my flesh, and teeth digging into my lips. Someone to tell me I'm not alone in this. And I think I want to slow down now...stop sweating more than I have to. This is the value of a summer spent and a winter earned. My life could be so peaceful if I cover my ears. So glorious if I cover my eyes. It's like sitting outside in the summer time in a lawn chair...but, I don't think it's summer time, yet I'm still sweating. I'm going a bit fast today and I think I may slow down. Give me salvation, and fuck my redemption. No one likes to sweat more than they have to. I created this disaster, now I leave myself to witness the fall.
The loneliness of three A.M twists through my mind, and I finally come to realize I'm just a desperate kid for a pleasurable taste. I just need an easy friend; a person who knows nothing, but understands everything. A person who won't talk, but just listen. I need something beautiful to live for...something precious to turn into trash. The loneliness of four A.M brings my conscience to life. It's that inner voice in the back of my mind, whispering rights and wrongs. Making me realize I long for the burning scratch of nails across my flesh, and teeth digging into my lips. Someone to tell me I'm not alone in this. And I think I want to slow down now...stop sweating more than I have to. This is the value of a summer spent and a winter earned. My life could be so peaceful if I cover my ears. So glorious if I cover my eyes. It's like sitting outside in the summer time in a lawn chair...but, I don't think it's summer time, yet I'm still sweating. I'm going a bit fast today and I think I may slow down. Give me salvation, and fuck my redemption. No one likes to sweat more than they have to. I created this disaster, now I leave myself to witness the fall.