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That hashtag me dead but I don't mind
just another way we grieve
For all the times we to be the ones
We thought we had the to be

And it gets too complicated
When you get to sleep
When the seems impossible
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And I don't mean to the good old days
The good old days were bad
But I how dark the night got then
How absences make me glad

So it's too illuminated
Too and indiscreet
When it gets you stoned or you strange
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