I know I seem hopeless, always saying stuff wrong. I'm obsessed with my pride; I save love for my songs. I'm bristly at best and I'm cruel at my worst and I don't like to play if I don't come in first. I'm a thoughtless over-thinker and a slave to my fears and I know my friends worry because it's been years. They think I'm not trying but I swear that I am... I just don't fall like them. I fall forever.
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