Elias Becker

December 4, 2000 - Orlando
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I wasn’t ready

You asked me in my chevy
But I was never ready
Guess I was a little petty

My face in a red flush
Your soul I just crushed
It just felt too rushed

I couldn’t give a reason
The air was sick with treason
Tis the damn season

You’re speechless
And I’m sleepless
Your heart I left beatless
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