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How I fell in love with my friend's shoe.
Recently, I've been drawn to the fading blues.
Tragically I've been chosen to worship a God not worth talking to.
Blast from the past, and I'm wearing a stranger's coat
I am awake, but Jesus Christ, do I wish I wasn't.
I'll live alone and cough up my kidneys while watching the last season of How I Met Your Mother.
People often forget to count their blessings,
But I count my cigarettes every day.
My girlfriend doesn't even know me anymore
Tragically I've been chosen to worship a God not worth talking to.
Blast from the past, and I'm wearing a stranger's coat
I am awake, but Jesus Christ, do I wish I wasn't.
I'll live alone and cough up my kidneys while watching the last season of How I Met Your Mother.
People often forget to count their blessings,
But I count my cigarettes every day.
My girlfriend doesn't even know me anymore
Published 13th Jul 2014
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