Lemon

Wait for the bus to come home
My face smells like acetone

Makes myself have to move slow
But I'm so happy to know you

Moth balls surrounding our heads
Same place you go when you're dead

Mine was just like cvs
I got what her brother gets too

I cannot speak
But you're so sweet
I cannot speak
But you're so sweet



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Krummenacher
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