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joyride
I’m driving home And I can’t get you on the phone I feel so lonely I greet your voicemail Tell you I love you In words doused in honey And I drive up, up and down Scrape these balding wheels downtown I watch the lights change their minds Several cycles Da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da Da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da I wish I weren’t So codependent I take a swim in self-hatred I try again To make some kind of friend But the world is tainted So I go home Spend the gold

dëadlëi
Jan 151 min read
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