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Found my shoes, now I'm looking for something to do
Too much time in my own room
Tired of being alone
..I guess its better than being alone
Drag me - too slow
You're dressed in crocodile tears, I guess I'll see you later
When all we have in common is we're both bi-products of boredom
Some days in this place go way too slow
Same sad look from head to toe
Through with being with you
Pretty bored of my own reflection too
I'm too wet to go outside
Ring me out and hang me out to dry
Smother me, worse things have happened to better people
Did I ever tell you I was sorry
For pretending to care
Did I ever tell you most times I'm at a loss at what to think about
..But its never you
Did anyone ever have four drinks, instead of one drink when they're with you?
[You gotta double down, I think that’s called a drinking problem]
Sometimes I'm easily distracted, somewhat detached and a little bit on acid
Just to make it through, one more day with you
So let's go out one night this week
And smash us up some things
Get some light refreshments, cruise down to the beach
On a Monday
Try and have some fun
..let's try and have some fun at least
She said..
Sometimes I get so caught up in trying to do the right thing
I actually forget I'm a pretty bad person..
And sometimes I get so caught up in trying to find the right level of drunkness - I forget to have to have a good time
But I think maybe you just don’t drink enough..
We're both wastes of friction and time..
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