sometimes you have a good idea...and then you're more in the mood to ruin it than let it shine alone. diamonds in the rough, not in a display case...because in the rough is real.
you're my 50-cent juliet
haven't even barely got to know you yet
you're the tops
you're the best
you work alone
i can't call to mind
the rythm of your voice
something in your eyes
when you tell me
no, it's not original
papers lie some more
messages from brazen worlds
of though-starved greed
still there's something
run from the heartbeat
fill in what you lost back there
i will take the blame
fill in what you lost back there
i'll give you my word
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