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

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

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

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

I'm married to my work and there's no
For a hungry heart like
And a temper I never quite
Like sugar our bonds once pure now have

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

Why don't you get it?
you get it?
Call bluff, I've had enough
Don't up on

All the picture we filled
For you and I, I'll make the stand still

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

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