Think of me when you’re out, when you’re out there
I’ll beg you nice from my knees
And when the world treats you way too fairly
Well, it’s a shame I’m a dream
All I wanted was you.
My locket should tell you. DJTJR.
I think I’ll pace my apartment a few times
And fall asleep on the couch
And wake up early to black-and-white reruns
That escape from my mouth
All I wanted was you
Stalin tell them. AH.
I could follow you to the beginning
Just to relive the start
And maybe then, we’d remember to slow down
At all of our favorite parts
Man just stop fucking
With your tiny dick. TH.
