when will the weak shame the strong
and not collapse into
I would be one of them and wouldn't feel so
so i hear there's a whole world out there
but i've
well, it's yours
you can have it if it means the
Is your love really Love?
Is my love really Love?
I think
Hearts aren't really our guides.
We are truly alone.
'Cause God ain't
i was a middle son
between two wayward ones
i was more
wasting away in his room alone
as thoughts carry him back
back
Father this is all I have
all is yours ever my
unless you can part my ribs like the sea
and make
this is me at my darkest
looking down from my tower
We can always expect to lose radio, radio contact.
Radio transmission
i watched you float away on a wave of want
when will the weak shame the strong
and not collapse into
I'm sure if you wanted to stop love,
You could just
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