because I know you'll be gone by the end of the day (explored)
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I don't know. I'm sick of my photos. I need new models and new inspiration.
you drink, you drink alone
so alone, you're waiting for life to begin
leave now and I'll follow you home
I wake you up to live how you wanted to live
black eyes and broken bones
because i know you'll spill my blood by the end of the day
dirty kisses and filthy lies
I can't help, you're leaving