Joan Mateo


Addicted

Makes me smile than makes me tear makes my dreams turn to nightmares,
puts my hopes up, than smashes them down. Makes me laugh to make me frown,

I take a peek at that thinking space were i left everything behind to talk babe.

Now look at my second face since now i have two, talking to my friends while thinking of you.

I turn around to look in the mirror but why even bother if all i see is a weirdo,

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