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I'm tired of these nothings All of these nothings Not the goods or the bads or all the everythings in between Of the nothings 2 A.M. drunk is easy the late nights with sadness they all make me smile But not these nothings Even our nothing is better than these nothings because I look at these nothings and I feel our everything So I crawl up and reach for something But don't worry, love it's nothing at all
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Nov 20, 2011
Nov 20, 2011 at 12:19 AM UTC
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I'm tired of these nothings All of these nothings Not the goods or the bads or all the everythings in between Of the nothings 2 A.M. drunk is easy the late nights with sadness they all make me smile But not these nothings Even our nothing is better than these nothings because I look at these nothings and I feel our everything So I crawl up and reach for something But don't worry, love it's nothing at all
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Nov 20, 2011
Nov 20, 2011 at 12:19 AM UTC
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