Stop pushing your tits together. Stop making that face, I'll go at the drop of a feather, I'm already on my way. I want to run, I want to hide, I want to fuck, I want to die.
Don't lay in bed beside me. Don't kiss me like that, don't hold my hand, I already love you. I must be mad. I want to run, I want to hide, I want to love, I want to die.
Now I'm drunk as all hell in the middle of the night, pouring out my heart around a fire that's slowly dying. I don't want to run, I don't want to hide. I want to fuck, I want to love, I don't want to die.
God I hope you're not at this party, I don't want to see. I'm already anxious and frustrated as anyone could ever be so I'll run. I'll find somewhere to hide. Someone to love. Somewhere to die.
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