It's only five in the morning and I am awake, and boy I am ready to get going wherever we may. Douse me in cheap perfume and secondhand cigarette smoke. Watch as I glisten in the sunrise, my neck cradled under your elbow.
I am quite endeared by the feeling that I will someday go, away forever but I'll crawl back to your window, and whisper softly we will surely sink, but it's not the morning darling, don't worry about a thing.
Watch as all the pieces fall out of place. Isn't it beautiful how everything is a mistake? I'd like to tell you that you're better without all your drugs and things, but it's not my place to correct everyone, but
when he's sober he's so lovely.
And though I know I'm not nearly perfect, but I will try to comfort you until the end. And it's not nearly worth it, but I will try to comfort you until the end. And I know that it's not nearly perfect, but I will try to comfort you until the end.

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