I can’t believe, all that I see.Wait for me now,
Mabye we should cut the hearts within our hands,Finally a
Waiting softly, you may hear me calling to you now,
Maybe I’m a man to say the least,You curse my
These eyes, their full of pain,To the sea, and all
I fucking told you,Whatever you wanted. Because they fucking own
One, two, three, four,One, two, three, four,If I could see
I’ve been giving this a lot of thought lately, and
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