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, I choke on spit covered words.. Oh my god, its happened again. Screaming gets you nothing. One more night in this town and I swear that i'm dead. I drew a heart around the name of your city.

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