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Sep 2013
I lay on my side near the edge of the earth
Just a little bit high so my mind can breath
and still a little strung out from the days before
but I still cant figure out what these chains are for.

I don't get your love

And as I watch time collapse and as you begin to relapse
and everyday seems to feel like the last
hold on wait it's ok, its fait.
the time collapse the spiral the relapse.

I dont get your love

Now I'm still a little messed up
From what? I don't know
It might have been that pill I took five minutes ago

And I don't get your love
but I don't want you to die
Written by
Timothy Beaulieu
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