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i'm so over high school.

been trying hard not to get into trouble

it's You.

i can't help myself

You’re all I see in all these faces.

blurring the lines between real and the fake

Drinking champagne to forget yesterday.

What if your eyes close before mine?

one minute i held the keys, next the doors closed on me.

my bones ache

Now I'm feeling different.