| I've Shared Your Lips so Now They Sicken Me |
|---|
| FUCK. |
| A great word for a great world |
| Like each clue, just not getting through |
| I spoke to you in yawns |
| With sweaty palms |
| All the kids swearing forever |
| And the they’re gone… |
| Nobody’s got style like us |
| And we could be friends |
| Like before I was crazy… |
| Before I met her |
| Before I went lazy… |
| FUCK THESE MEMORIES… |
