Texty: The Radio Dept. Lesser Matters. Keen On Boys.

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Already dead
So kill my head
There's a sun in his eyes
It won't go away
I'm already dead
Why is it I can't kill my?

He would never sleep
Said I didn't mind it at all
Made me feel quite cheap
Looking back on it all
Then there was this kiss
He said that he couldn't resist
And was I aware of what I missed?

That night I slept on his couch
With my back turned to the wall
Nothing assumed but you know?
You know?
In the morning we said nothing at all
All I could think of was this
He said that he couldn't resist
And was I aware of what I missed?