If I get up at 8, leave here by 9
Work out and rinse off, I might make it
In time
I know you'll be late, happens every time
I'd lose shifts pulling that shit but the boss
likes your eyes
Dreamwalking through life, you float like
A ghost
Your dreamy pills are blue, you never
miss a dose
I know what you're hiding, you know
I won't tell
Manic pixie dream girl, you cast spells
Not shadows
(Wish she didn't need this)
(Wish we didn't need these -)
You cross your heart, and hope
To die
The mirror knows the truth, but reflects
Your pretty lie
You know the details, of everyone
You've met
20 years on this earth, you haven't met
Yourself yet
(Wish she didn't need this)
(Wish we didn't need these -)
Diseased reality, you live on
Borrowed time
Those eyes contagious, I still want them
For mine
Picking poison berries, we binge
Every night
Hungover each dawn, the blues make it
Alright
(Wish she didn't need this)
(Wish we didn't need these -)
Pills!
Pills!
You watch my stories, but never
Say hello
Does seeing me happy, ever make you
Feel low
How your eyes still haunt me, those
Dreamy blues
Guess I'm still addicted, to their
Melancholy hue
Pills!
Pills!
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