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August

My eyes are red
My hair is cool
My lips taste good and I don't know why
I've been wearing this shirt for the last 3 days
And I have no idea why my lips taste so sweet..

Oh No..

He was in my dream last night
Must've been the thousandth time, But I wake up feeling good..
..He'll forget all about me as soon as April ends

Oh Yeah.

I am a mess
I am a freak
I'm stupid to think I'd have a chance
I am naive
I forgot how to breathe
He'll know me as the girl who went blue in the face..
..All because I couldn't say the words..

Oh no..




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