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It’s all about the way you care, With no ulterior motives there. It makes a difference if to try and fix this, You lay your soul out bare. You can try, you can try, you can try to cut her down, but she’s not fallin, You can try, you can try, you can try to pull her down, but she’s not movin, You can try, you can try, you can try to make her drown, but she’s not drowning, No she’s not drowning again! She’s not dying again! Desperation sound, Makes her come around. It means more when you are bleeding. It makes her feel found. You can cry, you can beg, you can try to change her mind, but she’s not changin. You can snoop, you can sneak, you can lie right through your teeth, but she’s not believin. You can push, you can shove, you can try to force her love, but she’s not loving. No, she’s not loving you again! She’s never looking back there again! Don’t call her sadistic, That will make her ballistic, She’s just a willow tree with her roots in the ground. She’s just animalistic. So don’t try to change her or tear her down. Herself, she’s finally found.
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Jan 29, 2020
Jan 29, 2020 at 4:43 PM UTC
She’s A Willow Tree (Song) (2020)
It’s all about the way you care, With no ulterior motives there. It makes a difference if to try and fix this, You lay your soul out bare. You can try, you can try, you can try to cut her down, but she’s not fallin, You can try, you can try, you can try to pull her down, but she’s not movin, You can try, you can try, you can try to make her drown, but she’s not drowning, No she’s not drowning again! She’s not dying again! Desperation sound, Makes her come around. It means more when you are bleeding. It makes her feel found. You can cry, you can beg, you can try to change her mind, but she’s not changin. You can snoop, you can sneak, you can lie right through your teeth, but she’s not believin. You can push, you can shove, you can try to force her love, but she’s not loving. No, she’s not loving you again! She’s never looking back there again! Don’t call her sadistic, That will make her ballistic, She’s just a willow tree with her roots in the ground. She’s just animalistic. So don’t try to change her or tear her down. Herself, she’s finally found.
Empty-Girl
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Jan 29, 2020
Jan 29, 2020 at 4:43 PM UTC
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