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ādid i really want thisā,
is the question in my pounding head,
all day i lie in bed,
zach bryan calls that shit pure bliss.
i shouldnāt have done it,
i swear i am smart!
thinking about the words that were whispered in the dark,
but iām really just a kid.
how did i let it get so messy,
itās all my fault
3am and still awake:
āi mightāve been too dressyā,
it burns my wounds like salt,
to k...
