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I curse the cement

For not letting me fall through

Into the center of whatever is in the center

Please call back if you feel a knot in your stomach

Or perhaps a burning sensation in your…

So who died and made her king?

Collecting buttons like the stars in the sky

I’m just concerned for my health is all.

You don’t need me or anything that might be involved

You got your career and your optimism

I’m just a shy attempt at love

Lets live in the past cause that’s when we made it

This is more then my lungs can handle