《liquor ☆ [pjm + myg]》

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it's like,

i'm always crawling back,

when i come home,

from the second night,

and have your phone number,

wrapped on tight,

to my hand that's been touched,

so softly,

and your calls aren't any different,

and i would melt in your arms,

but i've already fallen.

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