Love is an innocent, innocent journey
Love is the cancer, love
i'm foldingmy curtains are pulled down tightcursing back at my
sad sad eyes now are you listeningtake a stab, now
i've got decisions i madei traced the lines and I
i call you compliment you tell you stories of my
pack up and leaveyou've carried this burden far too long,
some call me saloman, friends call me sali'll leave you
taking time to buy you joyi peeled my eyes so
ending summer before it beganwaves crash on the shore washing
i never said that i was folding insidenever said that
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