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I could see the world,

watch the most interesting movies,

taste every food in the world,

but seeing the world couldn’t compare to the rush I get when I see you walk into a room.

But watching the most interesting movie doesn’t come close to how interesting it is to watch your mouth move when you talk.

But tasting every food in the world can’t compare to the taste of your mouth on mine.

 
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Don't let anyone tell you you're not punk rock, bruh.

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