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If I can't crawl inside of you I'm laughing a broken face
I stumble my self-esteem
But to picture the pleasure is making me my space

Understand that God you like a bow
But in my head there's some that need cleaning
basement to ceiling, control

If you're seeing is an open book
That's great well, I'm an book
But I'm shy

Now there's a of me seeking
And desperately needing to up
That's strange 'cause I'm an open a confused boy

I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and people
My heart while in its cage is used to give and not a thing
But the only funny thing is that I don't know how to give myself

And got this post-traumatic thing
I've got this tattoo of a ring that lies around my wedding
And that's where I want to state this

That I gotta learn to live and
Before I go and get myself in love, in
Before, before, before I go and get myself in

There's Zoloft, Welbutrin, there's that's proven
No side
But the rest left 'cause they worked like a charm on me

But when your is drying
You can't stop from crying, you've got to it up
You're not her buttercup, not her favorite book

I am an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely
My heart in its cage is used to give and not receive a thing
But the only funny thing is that I don't how to give myself advice

And I've got post-traumatic thing
I've got this tattoo of a ring that lies around my wedding
And that's where I want to state this

I gotta learn to live and dream
Before I go and get myself in love, in
Before, before, before I go and get myself in
In love, before, before, I go and get myself in love