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Saturday, 15 May 2010
sunday wake up. give me a cigarette.
M's lyrics, bizarre yet verrrr intriguing.
I fall
asleep
when they speak
Of all the calories they eat
All they say is
na na na na na
Spilt the milk at breakfast
Hit me double hard
And I grinned at you softly
Because I'm a fucking wild card
I let go of my glass baloon.
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