And you'll fall down a hole that's the one place we both know You take me with you if you could but i wouldn't go. I guess that sometimes we both loose our minds, find a better road.
Every whisper of every waking hour i'm choosing my confessions trying to keep an eye on you, like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool.
Oh no I've said too much..
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