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I'm not able to catch up with my reflexes And I'll never learn Why the smell of something burnt has The sweetest taste in such times as When I'm adoring my hands being Moved around your waist It's only upon touching the muddy skin Only with my lips Where I'm looking backwards To the exact sunny summer day You are lying to me mom! There's no way people's eyes get eaten by worms! I'm still waiting in the couch silently as I don't wanna hear what you say to your junker Though that indignant pitch in your voice Plus the semi opened window Will ensure me for your loathing Towards walking with your phone and Seeing the hour Fearing that a name might pop in your screen I feel like a fool But I'm full of joy So why not spending my hours with the honest things? Sometimes I don't wanna draw I don't want to move as I just really hope to find the time for a book Oh I'm sorry mom if you are awake in the night But I'm not taking drugs Say to dad it's alright (I'm sorry mom) Oh I'm sorry mom if you are awake in the night But I'm not taking drugs Say to dad it's alright and Hey there B!!! Wanna chat for a bit? God damn you are right there's no answer to this Hey there B!!! Wanna chat for a bit? God damn you are right there's no answer to this Hey there B!!! Wanna chat for a bit? God damn you are right there's no answer to this It's a bummer I don't remember why We can't see ourselves Yet I'm finally home and It's time for a rest Whatever you may say I will say it's converse Consider it a matter of taste When it comes to one's self