.Dear Eastern Prom, I know its wrong... But its suicide eyes that wrote this song. For all I'm worth, writer's block is a bitch. Words falling like bricks for a New england wish. I was an easy male fuck in the town of "Naive-ity" All I wanted was a shot in the dark, but like a knife through the heart.
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