Let the O2 out
Let the Co2 in
Broken hearts make it hard to breathe so leave my air capacity thin
Had to get high cause I was feeling low
Like Jhene said the vapors could save us
Maybe save our soul
Who knows
Love, lyme, rhythm, and reason didn't deserve to be treated this way
But got handed the joy of treason
Didn't want to be player but you gave me reasons
Wish I was as heartless as you
Wish my personality could change like the seasons
Knowing what I know I wouldn't have to fall
Cause winter was around the corner
Where the problems would spring till dawn
Summer you gave me reason
Next summer you turned heathen
I don't want to sleep in more strangers' beds
Forget it let's just call it even
- Author: Bookbag ( Offline)
- Published: September 13th, 2016 07:38
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 28
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Great write
Thank you
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