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Just blame this pessimistic feeling.

I also hate this me.

Call You Mine

Let me explain, the vision in my brain
Close my lids and see you, then I get an eye strain
Then the migraine, as I enchain my melody
Me spend the week like my name is Jake Sully

I could be the kid and you can be karate
You could be my Angie and I could be your Brad Pitt
Fill me up like a cup poured in the coffee
I don’t really mind just know that you got me

then.....???