gray chairs cold but here for me thankfully i dont miss your skin or the way that you always have something to say lose myself in you cut it in to you with my rusty fingers what id do for one more day without you im leaving again on metal heart breaker all I wanted to say was fuck you miles away but you still seem to be here I never took your eyes out of my bag
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