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Hes outside her door, the girl he had just met the one that he couldnt remeber her name.
Keep the noise low.
She doesn't wanna blow it.
Shaking head to toe
while your left hand does "the show me around"
Quickens your heartbeat.
It beats me straight into the ground.
He sighed, what was he doing? going around with some girl that he didnt know. People said he would fail in life be alone psh, he proved them right. sadly he walked up the steps.
You don't recover from a night like this.
A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless.
A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.
Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets
barely whisper, "This is so messed up."
Jess moves motionless toward her door, she gave him what she though was a seductive smile and unlocked the heavy door. He was gonna regret this tomorrow. But why was he doing this?
Upon arrival the guests had all stared.
Dripping wet and clearly depressed,
he'd headed straight for the stairs.
No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch,
unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.
The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of.
It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.
He didnt want this, but the bottle of vodka he had was cutting into his mobile skills. He undressed, her kissing him madly though sloppy and un skillfull.
She hits the lights.
This doesn't seem quite fair.
Despite everything he learned from his friends,
he doesn't feel so prepared.
She's breathing quiet and smooth.
He's gasping for air.
"This is the first and last time," he says.
She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He's holding back from telling her
exactly what it really feels like.
Its over, it was pleasurable for awhile but after long he became sad
and just plan depressed. He knew it was wrong, to get over someone
with a girl he had met at some bar. she whispered
"that was great, james."
"Jess, its JESS"
she gigled and got dressed.
He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.
She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her.
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect.
He whispers that he loves her,
but she's probably only looking for sex
He made a mistake he knew it, but what did he care. The girl he loved was gone. Dead. Never. COming. Back.
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depressing i know but it was stuck in my head so yea!