06/14/26
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I’ll break your bones with all the love I carry. Keep you close, and one day we’ll get married. When I get home, I’m gonna love you so well.When I get home, I’m gonna sell you my soul.
- Sleep Talking By Indigo De Souza
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αgє: мιησя 15-17
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∂ιѕℓιкєѕ: нαтєƒυℓ ρєσρℓє, αηу нαтє ση αηуσηє тнαт ιѕη’т נσкιηg, αη∂ נυѕт gєηєяαℓ αѕѕнσℓєѕ
ƒαη∂σмѕ: тωιѕтє∂ ωση∂єяℓαη∂, ѕυвηαυтι¢α, ƒινє ηιgнтѕ αт ƒяє∂∂у’ѕ, яιѕє σƒ тнє тєєηαgє мυтαηт ηιηנα тυятℓєѕ, ƒαя ¢яу 5, ρσкємση, вℓα¢к вυтℓєя, мιηє¢яαƒт, gα¢нιαтυкα, υη∂єятαℓє, ∂єℓтαяυηє, ¢σℓσяƒυℓ ѕтαgє, αℓιєη ѕтαgє, ∂ємση ѕℓαуєя, вєη∂у αη∂ тнє ιηк мα¢нιηє, αη∂ ∂αηgαηяσηρα
Wake up. Morning set in motion. Clear cut. Put on the emotion guaranteed. And when they drag me by my feet, pick me up and march me to the beat.
I could be a friend, or I could be a foe. You make the decision, and that’s all I know. Oh, I could be a sinner, I could be a saint. Perfectly devoid of anything I ain’t. I could be a martyr, I could be a curse. I can be whatever everybody wants. Oh, I could be a canvas, I could be a doll. I don’t think I’m even something real at all. I could be a woman, I could be a man. Look into the mirror, tell me what I am. Oh, I could be a difference, I could be the same. Try to give me meaning, it’s a losing game. I could go to heaven, I could go to hell. Does it even matter? I could never tell. Oh, maybe I am nothing, maybe I am all. Baby, make me something ‘fore I get that call, ‘cause I can’t hear the messages, they just don’t let me. I can’t bear the solitary, don’t forget me. I can’t read the messages, they come so slowly. I don’t get the messages, they don’t come to me. I don’t know a single thing, and I’m so lonely. I don’t get the messages, they don’t come to me. Everything that I can say is spoken for me, yeah.
- Spoken For By FLAVOR FOLEY











