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The busy don't have for tears
I'm so miserable them
It's almost like are here
I guess I picked the wrong week to storming out
My roof to the ground

As seconds too blue for my blood
I can see it on face
It's almost like I've displaced every nerve
Pinches to unearth, those rotten

thought just leads to you
Like roads to beaches
And every word I send way
You it to the leeches

Why you just get it?
you get it?
Call your bluff, had enough
Don't up

I'm married to my work and no place
For a hungry heart yours
And a temper I never tamed
Like sugar our bonds once now have dissolved

thought just leads to you
Like winding to beaches
And every I send your way
You feed it to the

Why you just get it?
you get it?
Call your bluff, had enough
Don't up on

All the frames we filled
For you and I, I'll make the world still

Every thought leads to you
winding roads to beaches
And every word I your way
You feed it to the

Why don't you get it?
you get it?
Call your bluff, had enough
give up