Jumpin the Gunn Neurotic Runaway Brother (0 votos)
It's those tiny things that get in my brain
Seeping through my skull into my membrane
Whether she says "no," or if you're ready to go
What do I do?
And when I'm all alone I always play it safe...
I rarely leave my house
It's really sad. You see
I'd never call it home, but I'd paint it green
Representing nature, life, and growth;
I'd have a house that I'd call my home
It'd be my own. What do you think of that?
You don't know how my judgment gets so insane
I never thought I'd stray
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