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Jul 2016
I don't get a weekend
Cause I'm stackin' bands
Hope I get to see you
Once my flight lands
Been up in the air
For too long
I just wanna touch your hair
And sing you a song
So this ones for you
Out there in shades of blue
I hope you know it's true
When I say I love you

I never really thought
it'd come to this
A war hard fought
And you, I missed
I'm past trying to save face
I can't hide the feelings
I'm here and I hate this place
I'm done with trying and failing
You pop up in my head again and again
The way you move and you talk, baby, I'm a fan
I just don't know when my flight will land
Crawled too far up and you're buried in the sand
John
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John  28/M/New York
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