#2 - what a pathetic story

I bet you want my drugs, my teeth, my lips buried in your skin
You look like someone I met from my past but I just can't put my tongue on it
Our friends don't know we're sick in the head
So much shit I've done that I regret
If I could I would change it all but I digress
Cause right now we're off the shrooms
And that be feeling the best

I'm going back to L.A. this summer
I'm stuck chasing a feeling that makes me feel younger
As I grow older I get a little dumber
My heart can't love right, it gets a little numb-er
Can I see you in L.A. this summer?
It sounds like a good plan, I'll regret it after
I wanted a good time, we got a disaster
The joke is on me, I'll be the stock for your laughter

Am I just an option? I learned my lesson long ago
I'm just being cautious, I've lost so much love to these hoes
I start feeling better till she starts ringing on my phone
I can't help but answer cause I hate living so alone

should've bit my tongue w/ overtonight

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should've bit my tongue w/ overtonight

imar