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[simpleparadox]

downcast eyes notice the dirt on my shoes
i remember for one or two minutes she liked me
but now ive got a headache that wont go away
and the dried blood on my face is beginning to itch
the passerbys whisper "is he going to be okay?"
as my forehead and the ground begin to kiss

woke up on st. ides street, where had i been?
stars pass back and forth across my eyes
and all i seem to be is pretension
trying to think up something pretty
but the situation doesn't deserve that sort of attention
im just some kid in the city