Boredom and a broken heart
the most lethal of combos
Ennui its opposite
Want and wanting more
Not even a lot
Love lies bleeding in public
Heart in sleeveless tattooed arm
Stories to tell of pasts
Dug up and dug up and bared
Lies and games head up shoot down
Mean mister bastard petty and pretty
She does you no good, what a pity
Deception recognition
She is good, you are bad
Girls love bad boys, tough boys
Pure and selfless shit more lies
Slum high society two-in-one coffee
Flirtation with dirt-cheap sanctity
Sex in the city of green stones, black hearts
I am bored
I want to die
The death of a thousand cuts
Glass on chest crawl the snake
That you are worthless piece of shit
Boring, who wants to hear tales
Of broken hearts when broken heads
Are more interesting?
Now we are talking
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