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Tripping my tits off
Ripping your grits off
Sucking your nips off
Flicking your bits off wait I'm
Freaking the fuck out
Hearing myself shout
Tearing my eyes out
Wonder what this is about
V1
I liked you, you looked at me
We chose to meet unnaturally
You knew the boys, you knew the place
But unfamiliar with my face
Drink made eyes and weed made stare
A flame appeared a fuck me flare
Light went down but the curtain was up
And we drank the hell from Medusa's Cup
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V2
Curtains breathed as chemicals weaved
Tingling grief meaning relieved
Staring is clocked and fingers are locked
Pinching at jeans and a finger is docked
Anaglyptic walls swell in
We fall through a door let the tripping begin
In that room everyone I knew
I see in your face they came here to screw
M8
I like you
You look at me
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© Blue Gillespie 2010
