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horror movies and chill
03:21
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i've begun to hate myself for the evil things i fantasize
the things i wanna do and the words i wanna shout
it's funny 'cause the thoughts of you are eating up my insides
and it's funny 'cause i'd like to rip yours out
half of me would really like to see
you as Barrymore hanging lifeless from a tree
i'll shut my mouth so i don't say the things you think i wouldn't mean
see, look, i tricked the world- i made 'em think i'm squeaky clean
clean, clean
i don't think i understand the person i'm becoming
the worlds i wanna go to and who i wanna meet there
it's funny 'cause in all my dreams you always end up running
and it's funny 'cause tomorrow you won't notice that i'm here
i just want to see all of your sweet things turn to sour
you as Janet Leigh, lying bloody in the shower
please shut my mouth so i don't say the things i'm not sure if i mean
did i trick the world? do they think i'm squeaky clean?
i think they're on to me
i think they're on to me
oh god, they're on to me
oh god, they're on to me
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scarjo
03:48
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with all the buildings that i wreck
i wanna be an architect
and you would be my new design
but i know you'll never be mine
and i know it's a waste of time
'cause all the boys are in a line
and i'm not even on your mind
'cause why would i be on your mind?
i talk to you, i'm cut in half
your nose crinkles up when you laugh
do the boys ever tell you that?
i'd really like to tell you that
but does he actually care though?
i'll believe he's special if you say so
i don't get anything for free
but i think you belong with me
i hate the things that cannot be
and the things you'll never know
i'm a pore, a zit, a scar
but i wanna be a movie star
'cause i could move away so far
i wanna be so very far
from all the thrown out valentines
the things i feel that feel like crimes
i'd just stand there and read my lines
and pretend to feel emotions that aren't mine
but that's already what i do
the way i am- it isn't true
a left foot, a right shoe
a wanderer who got confused
but with you, i actually care though
but that's alright, he's special 'cause you said so
i don't get anything for free
and i wish you belonged with me
i hate the things that cannot be
and the things you'll never know
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i gaze into my looking glass and don't know what to say
i let you tie me up in third place ribbons and save me for a rainy day
my flesh collects a film of dust as i pray for changing weather
'cause somebody had my heart and all that i had was their sweater
my eyes are tired from playing back the movies
that i made about us inside my head
and my body is tired from feeling all the garbage
that everyone who asks i tell is dead
but i still want to write you postcards filled with all my pointless news
took up tai chi, got into poetry, and i got a tattoo
i understand that people and plants grow
and that you're now someone i don't know
but i'm still mad that i'm not her
'cause i still want the one you were
my eyes are tired from playing back the movies
that i made about us inside my head
and my body is tired from feeling all the garbage
that everyone who asks i tell is dead
my fingers are sore from playing the million
songs that i wrote about you
and my throat's getting sore from screaming out the window
wishing that you'd sometimes scream about me too
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Raeann Fetcho Fairfield, Connecticut
"wow, you're still upset about that?"
-anyone who has ever listened to any song i've ever written ever
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