*Pieces of You* |
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Verse: waiting, thinking sufferings afoot because, ive tried not to misplace one year's hopes in you but, thursday left marks that paint thiner can't absolve, confused, i'll just have to pick myself up. |
other: pills and pillows couldnt take away such pain, i've burried this year's yearning, still pieces of you remain, watch things never change! |
Verse: tasting one year's words tipped on my tongue, this fate probably will not alter us because, thursday left marks that paint thinner cant absolve, confused ill just have to pick myself up.. |