Waiting along side a grungy carpet
Feeling shy and unsure
Alleviate this moon lit darkness
I may not be too golden nor pure
But there's one thing I do know
Loneliness deplores my soul
So I attempt to slowly go with the flow
Please don't disappoint me, like Santa with his coal
I wish I was a neon midget
I would have a perpetual excuse
So please give me your digits
And eradicate my need for a noose
Perhaps I lack a use
Or my dreams are too big
I can hold your attention and amuse
Fuck lets take a swig
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