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Hey. This is my end-song, no more I shut the book and it'll work Just listen. You don't know that I know Or I think I know that you don't know that I know Or I thought that you were, and you weren't Whatever That's over But still all this backstage coggery Whirs and I— Tick tick tick, you're every time of the day All our small talk twists the arrow in my chest You need a friend more than I need you So I'll go and confess to a jury of unknowns This half-story they'll never be half-told I'm like Sisyphus Every ;) sends my heart Tumbling to the bottom Gods be ****** though Fires rage within, whatever You need a friend. The End
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Sep 2, 2012
Sep 2, 2012 at 11:22 PM UTC
End-song
Hey. This is my end-song, no more I shut the book and it'll work Just listen. You don't know that I know Or I think I know that you don't know that I know Or I thought that you were, and you weren't Whatever That's over But still all this backstage coggery Whirs and I— Tick tick tick, you're every time of the day All our small talk twists the arrow in my chest You need a friend more than I need you So I'll go and confess to a jury of unknowns This half-story they'll never be half-told I'm like Sisyphus Every ;) sends my heart Tumbling to the bottom Gods be ****** though Fires rage within, whatever You need a friend. The End
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runaway-joe
American
Sep 2, 2012
Sep 2, 2012 at 11:22 PM UTC
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