I have math with you, a 'CP'
you sits right in front of me
and mentally pushing your collar down,
your head moves slightly and you turns around.
I say "what's wrong with your shirt"
you probally think there's a spot of dirt,
for you think you have brains, but i think you lack it.
for your collar is popped, but i see no members only jacket.
2:50 am - 17.04.05
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