going to heaven in a wee row boat (junkierawkstar) wrote,
going to heaven in a wee row boat

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In front, I smile brightly like I mean it
But right when I get inside, I give a smirk
Trustworthy people disappear, one two
I’m not an exception, still the same person
I speak faster than I look I would
Wherever people go, their mouths keep talking
I don’t even know me, so how would you know me?
Listen when I tell you nicely, but if you won’t, fine

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