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whiny

I’m sorry

for all I’ve done

I’ve thrown everything I had then went for a run

To try and forget everything I’ve pulled

I spend all my time thinking

Till I can feel my blinking

I cry and cry when I think

All I want is to drink

when I see you ill never say sorry

All that comes out sounds like clumsy church bells

All that comes out sounds like is pots and pans clattering

All that comes out sounds battered

All that comes out sounds scattered

It all sounds lost

I’m not a bad person I promise

But my apologizes are like a rhombus

Its as if i’m slowing fading

what you’ll see you’ll end up hating

 

 

 

 

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