You can go off to a distant place
You can hide
Maybe she's on her lunch break thinking of you
Or typing
I don't want to breathe if I can't breathe here
I’ve driven through every end of the state today.
Across
There's a hole in the road
I forget every time
And the
Shoot me down again
I understand
Why you think I lie
Why you
Here's a story that you never can erase
And everyone is
When I asked you the way out of here
You told
From behind the sliding glass door
We were constructing a cure
For
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