(R.J. Johnson/Guiney/Reedy)incapable of making anything make senseit's an unforeseen waste of all your timeresting endlessly, while there's still a chancehow could this all be your fault or mineinventing all of this... but it's only to wait for youhaving everything that's worth waiting foris it enough to throw away all that you needevery envy are you - it's all so easy to seeas I slay for you, you're left waiting againhaving everything that's ever been worth waiting forbut I'm accepting the blame for any chance that I left to wastean unforeseen ending to all that was laming mehaving everything that's worth waiting foris it enough to throw away all that you needI was having everything that's worth waiting forbut it wasn't enough to understand anything of myself

 

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