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hip bones and fingernails
slurred words and empty sales
back kisses and the softest wails
tomorrow is another tale
how can you expect someone to love you
for who you are when you don’t even know
too tired each day too drunk every night
if i wake up tomorrow, maybe I’ll try to get it right
to be content is to be free in every single thought
but each new bedroom still reminds me of all the shit you brought
i am not who i was
i was not what i am
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New Pantera (Acoustic)
03:28
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What's the right age to love?
Cause I've always either been too old or too young.
I used to wanna see you in the morning without makeup,
but now I'd like to see you at all.
Splintered wood breaking from the cabinet doors,
build two from one, and we separate even more.
I've seen your face less than I have seen the back of your head.
you told me you were leaving, I hope you'll remember what I said;
I don't see you anymore.
Time takes as much time breaks
whether the buds of a lemon tree,
or the freezing summer lakes.
Until I see you it just feels wrong.
Until I'm sleeping it just feels wrong.
(I'm only sleeping when I'm gone)
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