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The smell of coffee is on my brains

i cannot feel it, i cannot

It's only a mouth, but you know

It's a heart shaped mouth

I think I like it

I shouldn't worry, just don't worry

Anger doesn't define me

as well as lust doesn't define me

I shouldn't care, as a matter of fact, to define me at all

I guess I'll never be that cool

The kind of cool with dark shadows eyes and red hair

The kind of cool that have sex on the woods

But I guess it's cool too

At least I'm not going to die so soon

Will I?