when i told you i was sorry,
i knew it wasn't
maybe this time i've said too much,
perfect strangers but that's
i never thought that it would be like this,
the days
where has all my time gone,
i'm running out of promises
hold back the words that say i won't be here,
build
it always makes me warm like sweaters in december,
the words
put on my ugly face,
and from now on we'll see
do you know things i've given all my trust to?
where's
i risk my intention;
maybe we can be friends.
i play
this feeling's coming back,
it's coming back to me.
it's something like
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