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you're driving theretears fallingfrom your sun glassesyou don't normallyput the windows downthey felldead fairmaiden hairto blow wildlywhiletears dyin..
we ageand pictures take us thereeven though we never weredancing on cloudswarm when it's coldtogether tomorrowtoo hard to swallowtoo far awaywhat's in..
Seeing sadness in your smilemerging distance far apartsitting yonder all the whilereturning not to the startfor we're here and stuck this wayyou wear ..
fake boredommakes you smartrock bottomteenage tartsave disgustfor feignfor fauxlaxas Fall lacksleavesroll up some sleevesget to workdeclare professnot..
Tapestry hungup top of the wallreflects just like wishful thinkingHow'd you get so high?Way up in the airFlapping and tauntingdaring with your flappy ..
a new style perhapsof mutant morphing lapseback to olden gapsbetween letters snaredhow I've only daredto revive written textto be the nextdead famous ..