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Low lit room Your perfume Seeps into my lungs Seeps into my lungs. Transfixed eyes Alibis Slow this scene down Slow this scene down There you go. Breathing slow No one knows You're halfway out my door Halfway out my door Watch you go. So tell the trees So I can be Remove the traces of you Remove the traces of you. Lower your guns Because no one won I'm not your possibility I'm not your possibility Anymore.
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Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
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Low lit room Your perfume Seeps into my lungs Seeps into my lungs. Transfixed eyes Alibis Slow this scene down Slow this scene down There you go. Breathing slow No one knows You're halfway out my door Halfway out my door Watch you go. So tell the trees So I can be Remove the traces of you Remove the traces of you. Lower your guns Because no one won I'm not your possibility I'm not your possibility Anymore.
kayla-anne-fowler
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kayla-anne-fowler
23/F/American
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
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