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She was calling around to find half an hour.
She walked right into my mirror.
Said shes here to waste time, I said, Thats fine.
Listen to thy self, be true to thy self, be true to thy self, be true
Every thread, every hair rearranged to resemble you.
You could help her!
Detective daughter copy- please dont be me.
There are so many skirts under the table.
None of these long legs are mine.
She calls around, finds me crying.
Wish I were capable of lying sometimes.
Hide out and run when no ones looking.
Hide out.
Love is hell, hell is love.
Hell is asking to be loved.
Shes still calling around to find half an hour.
Shell always have a place in my mirror.
Shes got no more time now she wants mine
but Im all out too,
To thy self, be true to thy self, be true to thy self, be true.
aaaaaahhhhhhhhh
It's no big deal