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Swollen filled with filthy diamonds.
Worried and where your money has gone.
I said "hey, wrong?"
You nothing at all.
But Taylor, my hurts.
I fear that every breath could be my last.
Oh Taylor, my whole is staying awake
to make you laugh.
The sound of heart
could make stop.
We mothered each
when no one would.
So why, we're lying here,
are your filled with tears?
Oh Taylor, my hurts.
never fall asleep
with all this in my blood.
Oh Taylor, our world is drowning
in the mud of
someone flood.
And now, even
all your are gone,
you swear she has
always the only one.
Taylor, your failure is the very one.
It's that you never how to love.