My Story

I know you think I'm an asshole for not talking to you
There's more to the story then I want to tell
You don't understand I'm dead
Numb to the touch so don't come close
Social anxiety and melancholy spelled out like a noose

If I start talking we're going to be here a long time
I just want to have positive thoughts
I was a kid and mama broke my ribs
I lost my innocence ways at the age of five
So do you really want to hear my story

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◄ Waiting

I'll Be There For You ►

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