isabelle-3Whisper

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Little ThingsI love the way you look at me and then smile at the ground. / I love the way you speak to me, you hardly make a sound. / I love the way you laugh at me when I can barely talk.
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CHANGEWhat is change? / Well people change, / But dreams can fade away,
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Forever Is A JokeI like things that are temporary. / I hate to hold grudges, / and I hate to be needed
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I'm Used To ItWould I wish it on them? / If I had any friends / love to defend
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Death's Final KissYes, bad things happen to us. / But good things come from love. / Do not forget the past.
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Self InflictedThe death was self inflicted. / I'm ending it tonight she said. / It flew over all our heads.
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RipplesI am an icy cold lake / and you are a curious boy / who dares to test the waters again
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just the scrapsIt started when you said listen I can't really deal with any more **** / right now / but I just wanted to talk
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Thinking of DeathWhy am I here? / I've thought about death more than people who are dead now / I've imagined driving my car into a tree
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