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Marca Von Cruse

Updated: Wed, 30 Sep 2015 02:28 pm

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I got no apologies, dancing like the world's gonna end, nothing scares me. It's not what you expected, but we can't ignore. I think I'll have a rum and coke, how many have I had? Can't keep count, because I didn't go to school. I was always too cool, so now I have to blush when I buy my rum. I don't have time for groceries. Give a pretty smile, now you're easy to sell. Did you really want to know?


Slumberless I’m a fool to want you. Once again, these words I’ll have to say “Do you want some whiskey?” That’s the only way you will acknowledge me and like a leaf to the ground, I come rushing, pouring your drinks, rolling your cigarettes, listening to your different taste of music just to hold you. Why do I cry? You never hear me. Why do I care? For the hope that you’ll care for me someday. You’ve changed since we first met. Can’t you see that I’m no good without you? You took the best, so why not take the rest! Take my soul, I want to lose it. Take my sanity, I don’t need it. Take my brain, take my heart, it’s all yours if you’ll just acknowledge the reality of my heart!

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