when they call your name, will you walk right up? or will you cower in fear, in your favorite sweater?
with an old love letter, i wish you would.
i wish you would.
come pick me up
take me out
fuck me up
steal my records
screw all my friends
behind my back
with a smile on your face
and then do it again
i wish you would.
i wish you would.
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