fingerprints sold me out

There's some things we don't talk about
Rather do without
And just hold the smile
Falling in and out of love
Ashamed and proud of
Together all the while

You can never say never
Why we don't know when
Time and time again
Younger now than we were before

Don't let me go
Don't let me go
Don't let me go

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cause we don't know what we want, though something in that equation proves perhaps that i can't do without you, in some ways.

when i thought i could be stronger, when i thought i could just not care, and i keep coming back to you. when they've said 'you should know better." and the words continue, disapproving, lamentations for my weakness, i keep coming back to you.

daddy and mummy screamed at me again, and all i recall is "i disapprove of all your friends!"

and mum said i'm heading towards becoming a prostitute because i sleep with guys and stay at guys houses, and asked where the little girl went to.

well, mum. she grew up. that's what happened. i'm never gonna be a prostitute. doubt i can either, so yeah. i'm gonna be a rich kid next time okay! ask M, she'll tell you!

so yeah. i guess there're too many things i wanna say.

andddd here's a thank you for mr.M. LOL. if you're reading this and you know who you are, thanks! if you don't then i guess you're dumb! (: thanks for listening and the advice.



kay off. byebye


xoxo
the one this heart wants

ps: no one else; my heart'll go six feet under for you.