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  • Writer: Jamie Drake
    Jamie Drake
  • Oct 16, 2017

So you loved me with your brown tobacco stains

and you bathed me in your chosen welfare pains

you're for you

you're for you

you said i would never go hungry again

then you left me with your strange foreigner men

you're for you

you're for you

for you

you

you're for you

only for you

looked for you at my silver baseball game

you said good house keeping was to blame

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  • Writer: Jamie Drake
    Jamie Drake
  • Oct 16, 2017

So you’re the president of the cool regime

But please don’t you forget your security

Your malevolence fell on me

For my dissidence to your tyranny

I’ll seek abolishment of your harmony

I have the confidence to end your potency

And I have no reverence for making peace

So your insolence will have to bleed

So you’re the president of the cool regime

  • Writer: Jamie Drake
    Jamie Drake
  • Oct 16, 2017

don't promise me you'll be back

when the day turns to black

don't promise we'll be together

when things become better

you always said i love you

but you were always going to

some faraway place

to hide in your own space

don't promise another day

because it's too far away

don't promise it's my turn

because promises burn

i will live my life

i will not look behind

or hold on to a promise

with or without your kiss

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