Tearing at the wing
I lost a friend
A terrible plaything
Broken on a swing
I lost a friend
Kept boxes of old days
When you were afraid
Alone and nothing
Thought I had something
To ease the pain of hurting you
I just can't take this
Although I've made this
The evening that I'm moving through
Forever to find you
Severing the new
I lost a friend
I wanted to wake you
Someone that I knew
Don't even know you
Can I go with you?
Can't say I need anything
Love this depression
Another session
There's nothing more that I can bring
I am writing this down
I have never lived before
Slow motion sickness
Why should I fix this?
Shaken by the sight of me
The painted babies
And run late ladies
Brought out a different side of me
I am writing this down
I have never lived before
Sometimes I don't feel so good
Continued the waiting Tearing at the wing I lost a friend A terrible plaything Broken on a swing I lost a friend Kept boxes of old days When you were afraid Alone and nothing Thought I had something To ease the pain of hurting you I just can't take this Although I've made this The evening that I'm moving through Forever to find you Severing the new I lost a friend I wanted to wake you Someone that I knew Don't even know you Can I go with you? Can't say I need anything Love this depression Another session There's nothing more that I can bring I am writing this down I have never lived before Slow motion sickness Why should I fix this? Shaken by the sight of me The painted babies And run late ladies Brought out a different side of me I am writing this down I have never lived before Sometimes I don't feel so good Explain Request ×
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