Tuesday, 8 December 2015

if i'm writing, then i'd rather be empty

all the boys wanna fix me
     but i'm too broken
              like a record
                 too broken
              like a record
                 too broken
i skip,
          i skip,
                    i skip
                            all your favourite tracks


(i'll have to leave again,
because the hardest part is staying
and i've got an expiration date,
i'm like a ticking bomb
want to be torn open
just to put myself back again)

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