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Jan 2015
Find me in your pile of tissues
It was about time we promised each other to leave, and
Xylophone sounds ringing in your ears used to be mine

Moonshine is quiet and pale
Even though you asked me to brighten it up

I** will stay in your head as an apology
Nailed on it
4 gigabytes of memories, and
5 months of regret
Maybe one day I'll stop writing things based on fall out boy songs but that day is not today.
rey
Written by
rey  Jakarta
(Jakarta)   
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   amelia, Geetha Jayakumar and Azaria
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