Saying goodbye to all my oh-so-security
I'm back to square one,
no more picking leaves off our winter trees
it never worked
Once upon a time there was me
Not such a bad
If I could break this wall down, it could be
I could make a list of all the cynical ideas
When the gravel turns to oil
Was it your intention to
In the background, there's a noise,
All the feet marking time
In the hue and cry of our fear-in-love drive-by
you're at
I'm stepping up
Gonna swing this heavy bat
Oh, but you knew
there was a point in my life when i'd say
you
Your mailbox stood from the ice and the rust
From the
Take a drive down memory lane
How could I even try
Get all the violins in tune.
At any point you'll need
Turning now, turning now on my heels cause everything's fine
Funny
I don't have the words to tell you about my
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