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Deryk

10 missed calls don’t turn me on
Staring in to space, too long
Memories stolen by fatigue
Lipgloss, bitterness and red cheeks
But babe

I’m fine..

You go p-a-r-a-d-e h-e-r round if you like

Try not g-e-t o-u-r n-a-m-e-s mixed up next time

Now I know you have a certain type

You should have a 1 star rating



Hair twisting through finger nails

Eyes glued to the ceiling tiles

Gums aching from gritting teeth

Screenshots, cowardice and receipts



But babe

I’m fine..

You go p-a-r-a-d-e h-e-r round if you like

Try not g-e-t o-u-r n-a-m-e-s mixed up next time

Now I know you have a certain type

You should have a 1 star rating



Your plaster

Will never heal a bruise

If you never treat the wound

Like coffee, it’ll brew

I hope

You’ve told her the whole truth

I can’t look her in the eye

Knowing what you do



But babe

I’m fine..

You go p-a-r-a-d-e h-e-r round if you like

Try not g-e-t o-u-r n-a-m-e-s mixed up next time

Now I know you have a certain type

You should have a 1 star rating

You should just have 1 star

Artista: Deryk



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