Every time you’re here
You lose yourself

I don’t need your lips girl
I need your help

I’m distracted
By your features

I’ll be in sickness
or in health

You’re ignoring all my calls
Ripped the photos off your wall

You know I’m starting to think
That you never bothered to care at all

You said I’m stupid
You don’t think I’m human

Don’t you remember
Our old nostalgia 

You said I’m stupid
You don’t think I’m human

I need a reality
Check through myself

Oh
I don’t know here to go
Do you really hate me so
I still remember all the times we had
Now I’m mad

reality check through myself

#woodenhause | I self prod all my own shit

reality check through myself

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