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We sat upon a burning bridge
The beacon of our recklessness
Fumbling through sentences,
The chemicals made us sick
Thin lips, exasperated tongue.
Cold feet, always on the run.
You’ll never find someone
Or something to care about
You’ve got no one to impress
Sat around
We had too much to drink
now our hearts start to sink
Like a beating wreckage
Guess I need to give it up this time.
Guess I need some time to figure out
Everything thats going through my mind
Where are we headed ?
You’ve got no one to impress
Thin lips, exasperated tongue.
Tell me, are we having fun?
These run on sentences
Never come to a head.
We’ve got, no one to impress.
So I’m giving up.
I’m giving up
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