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[_thewholestory_]

"I dream of days that go slow, I dream of someone that won’t go"





What was it about those lies?
You let me know, now I know
If I could just cry you underwater...

It's not so much when now as
finding the right way

It wasn't all lies, but it was close
I wouldn't always be there
to bury my ghosts
But you weren't even close
to finding the right way

But you would always end up blame-free, needle on
Just when I was finally finding something all my own...