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When I up on fire
and get in the sheets,
my dreams of hit the floor.
I've heard the air too many times before
to be by the bombs.

And you ask me why I'm on
to you're holding over my head.

Well I am lost in the space you left between and bye.
And the
get in my throat
when try to follow you away from me.

I believe in
but there is just no
for whose gets stuck the deepest in the sand.

I in healing!

Christ,
just me!

even try to fix this with that face you make.
I know just how you
a rainy day without a parade.