lets say we haven't spoken to each other frankly,
frankness has to feel like a stomach ache,
like being sea sick and getting kicked
on the face, and i'm not displaced yet
with that coffee stained look and napkin smile
that tear at the ends, it's a drainpipe atmosphere
and i want to leave now before it turns into
something unexpected.
frankness has to feel like a stomach ache,
like being sea sick and getting kicked
on the face, and i'm not displaced yet
with that coffee stained look and napkin smile
that tear at the ends, it's a drainpipe atmosphere
and i want to leave now before it turns into
something unexpected.
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