If you get this note
I'm already gone
I have drowned in
You build walls around yourself
Your motor mouth is your
When the moon is full
And hides in clouds
And all your
Eyes fixed straight ahead without a glance
It's hard to find
In his mind
He’ll never be the same
Of what’s left
There’s little
And all these tragedies I feel them all slip away
No
These days I’m hiding out
In the palm of my hand
Wish
You said you’d hold my hand ‘till the sky turns
Cheap smile crooked laugh
You try to hide all the facts
You
Look me in the eyes and tell me I’m a
I'm sorry I've been holding this is for way too
When push comes to shove you know it’s all about
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