Tag Archives: Misunderstood

Talking Constantly Isn’t Necessarily Communicating

You smell like old money, And I wear a halo. We talk for hours, But it’s always the same, oh. You don’t know anything about me. We talk constantly, But there’s nothing to say. So I grit my teeth; stifle a … Continue reading

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Not My Day (2014)

I’m having one of those days Where nothing’s going my way. No, I’m not OK. But what’s the use anyway? I could tell you I got no sleep last night And I’m anything but fine. But instead I’ll swallow my … Continue reading

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