Don't ask me how I function
Don't ask me how I operate
My brain is full of you,
and I can't even concentrate
I'm old news
You flew away
It's just like you
To never stay
The loss of you is like a dull ache
I can't get through
I'm drowning in you
I lost out again
For fucks sake
I love you,
My dull ache
Don't ask me how I function
Don't ask me how I operate
I wanted your love, but..
You couldn't even co-operate
I'm old news
You flew away
It's just like you
To never stay
The loss of you is like a dull ache
I can't get through
I'm drowning in you
I lost out again
For fucks sake
I love you,
My dull ache
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Frankie Martinelli
Musician.
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