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Jan 2014
All those messages
All those words
All that love
Wasn't real
It never was real
In fact,

They were never about you anyway
This is what my brain gets filled up with when I'm alone
Broken Lights
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Broken Lights  That Dark Corner
(That Dark Corner)   
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   infinitely unknown and Steve
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