i am the anchor
but now
i will lift my self up and put myself at the dock
so you can sail away freely
dont mind me, i will be okay.
i believe it will be ardous but again
i will be okay
you ll hear me bawling as you sail away but again
i will be okay
and im quivering as i say goodbye but again
i will okay
this goodbye sounds more like a plea for you to stay
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 12:50 PM UTC
i am the anchor
but now
i will lift my self up and put myself at the dock
so you can sail away freely
dont mind me, i will be okay.
i believe it will be ardous but again
i will be okay
you ll hear me bawling as you sail away but again
i will be okay
and im quivering as i say goodbye but again
i will okay
this goodbye sounds more like a plea for you to stay
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