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you're so much taller than i thought that you would be it's going to be harder to push you away while you're getting high inside a trailer with your friends i haven't brought anything back for you send me a picture so i know that it's you with so many boxes it's hard to tell you kiss like my mother with a bottle in your hand i'm not going home with you you like me because i don't dress like other girls and i'm barely repulsed by that shade of green i told junebug to tell you that i'll be leaving soon i'll see you in february staying up too late, we're both miserable my boyfriend's at home i hope you find someone. Aus Songtexte Mania