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Mar 2015
She said ......


                                                                                   WHAT ?


( ah / I wasn't really listening )                                                  

WHO DOES ?

//

Slowly death

Enters in

We leave the door wide open

( carelessly )





Soft and slow

Loves leaves

( we left the door wide open )

Carelessly

••

We sat around the fire but still were cold

//

We forgot the things we had to talk about

//

We were mad at each other so the world is dead



What the hell I got my pride

///

Ain't nobody really gives a **** !

//

If you believe that you're a fool





On the first Saturday beyond school

We should get together for a while

For tomorrow is on its way

And things ain't never gonna be the same

And we just best get our heads on straight

Yeah

We just best get our heads on straight
Written by
jeffrey robin
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