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where can i lay my old hands these days 35 seems so close. i haven't had a child i feel like an orphan. my music doesn't suit me i'm too young to feel this old i never moved to new york i never started my band i never painted for hours with oils, and gouache. i never loved you, i never held you like a lover, i held my own body too closely. i watched my hours too swiftly you are not enough for me oh here i leave you everything; my gentle comfort and the way i used to love you ill leave you with my questions my "can i's", i'll take back my keys and the decade of my woman You made things so hard okay, okay I’ve had enough 2003 was so long ago And it’s all I remember. How much more can I take of this time
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May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 1:30 AM UTC
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where can i lay my old hands these days 35 seems so close. i haven't had a child i feel like an orphan. my music doesn't suit me i'm too young to feel this old i never moved to new york i never started my band i never painted for hours with oils, and gouache. i never loved you, i never held you like a lover, i held my own body too closely. i watched my hours too swiftly you are not enough for me oh here i leave you everything; my gentle comfort and the way i used to love you ill leave you with my questions my "can i's", i'll take back my keys and the decade of my woman You made things so hard okay, okay I’ve had enough 2003 was so long ago And it’s all I remember. How much more can I take of this time
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May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 1:30 AM UTC
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