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my back is to the wall I'm calling out for you do you even notice that I'm here at all couldn't you hold me for awhile longer instead you just roll over out go the lights staring at the ceiling drawing pictures in the cold and lonely night I just close my eyes and catch another case of the cold shoulder
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
Cold Shoulder
my back is to the wall I'm calling out for you do you even notice that I'm here at all couldn't you hold me for awhile longer instead you just roll over out go the lights staring at the ceiling drawing pictures in the cold and lonely night I just close my eyes and catch another case of the cold shoulder
jason-schnepper
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
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