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unfortunately it's a lie, the way you chewed your sweatshirt strings
and tried so hard not to cry
the way you would've held my hand, had i told you it was colder than your fucking green eyes. when it comes down to it, it's all little more than a mistake, but the silhouettes in windows
i saw when i stepped away from myself... well, they ruin me
and tried so hard not to cry
the way you would've held my hand, had i told you it was colder than your fucking green eyes. when it comes down to it, it's all little more than a mistake, but the silhouettes in windows
i saw when i stepped away from myself... well, they ruin me