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Something else I had to write.
I want to drink like it's tomorrow and pass out like it's today.
Maybe then I'll get my head start on dying, And wish my dreams away.
You were my dream that flew away.
With your cardboard wings, you thought you'd escape,
And you did. I didn't even chase you.
I couldn't.
And all my lines of scribbled ink somehow sound like a movie.
A movie on some love that coulnd't have gone wrong, But it did.
So you could play director, I could be your puppet.
That's how it was, That's how it'll be.
You can use me, You can use me.
Our movie will crash like 'Gigli'
I though thar humor was nice, right.
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