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4.6.09

I don't wanna be your friend, I just wanna be your lover.
No matter how it ends, no matter how it starts.

Forget about your house of cards, and I'll do mine

Fall off the table, and get swept under
Denial, denial.

The infrastructure will collapse from carpet spikes
Throw your keys in the bowl kiss your husband 'good night'
[...]
Your ears are burning