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Aug 08, 2007 11:20

Where to start,
maybe on that dock, or in her car.
I/m a good friend, I will accompany you into whatever it is your heading towards.
If I hadn/t stopped by your house,
would you have met up w/ anyone,
would you have had any fun?
Probably, and I would not have.

A day off, a reason to get drunk.
For us all, a reason to forget about our worries.
A reason to flirt and make excuses...
It/s easier this way,
and some people do it for the rest of their lives.

You reminisce about an asshole,
and all the guys listen.
The belle of the ball,
you kiss everyone present
except for me, and Alex Wheeler of course.
No one wants to kiss his nasty ass.

You are a predator pretending to be prey.
You throw out your scent,
test to see who/s worthy.
Those who are responsive,
play w/ your meat a little.
I stand behind, make funny faces, take off my glasses.
I don/t want to see anymore.

I don/t want to want you anymore.
I/m sick of seeing you laying down,
last night you were on the counter,
your own victim for the night.
Weren/t we all.

I want to go to your house to get out of the rain,
and not end up soaking wet at the end of the night.

You are a hunter,
why the fuck won/t you just kill me already?
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