I woke up wanting to start a feud
expect some bloodshed in return
Well hello there my friend the mute
let's start a cold war on our own
Russian roulette of emotions
return fire by a point blank pistol
Blue bubble boxes are on a rally
but no ellipses on the road
Three little pigs squeal no more
the fireworks had explode
It begs a question
Will you ever learn?
Or what's the point in all of this?
It's the same sad song
Fall out girl
baby seasons change
It's not you, It's me Mario
Love me, Love me, say that you love me
Black Mirror's now in it's fourth season
but the LED hasn't blink at all
Two years till the twenties
and you're still a silent west wind blowing
fourteen hours away from me
Four minutes to your midnight
and I am still a hateful little piece of shit
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