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I'm serious like love put the fear in us,
like a Goldeneye nothing short of mysterious,
never learned to speak, still screaming are you hearing us?
just to find our voice magically appear in us,

found it when it sparkled in a blunt, angel dust,
heard it in the church like i just cussed,
all eyes looking upon me with hate and disgust,
it all abates and just, in time for us to combust,

when it comes to mistrust you are kind of,
ripping apart my borderline, placing yourself above,
throwing me under cars like i was a new glove,
i never knew the likes of disliking any kind of love,

wish i could have gone back and erase what was written,
at first that shit was cute like a new born kitten,
felt original like English in Great Britain,
felt better after the break up so for those years i was shittin.