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Let me neglect your voice Let you out of my head If I told you I tried Well I didn't try enough That's gonna change Believe me now I'll show you how You can have me I'll tell you everything And every thought Run across my barren wasteland Of a mind And if you're still there By the end of my story You can have All the stolen glory Nervously sliding my hand To the soft spot tissue That is your hand And as our fingers interlock I'm not at all shocked But my heart is racing My head is calm My hand is shaky And you're just there Expresionless Your sweater and brown hair are all I have To make it through the day Your embrace and your laugh Belong to you Could I borrow them for class? I'll give them back at lunch Can I borrow you? Be mine for a while We can go a mile or two In my stupid car with my bad music And my shaky hands I'll go slow Not to worry you I'll take the backroads Cause where we're going There isn't a main road to get to where we're going We're going away Leaving this town This state We're going to travel The whole wide world And as long as you're in bed By sundown Then I'll be happy As long as you're happy
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 3:36 PM UTC
Make it through the day
Let me neglect your voice Let you out of my head If I told you I tried Well I didn't try enough That's gonna change Believe me now I'll show you how You can have me I'll tell you everything And every thought Run across my barren wasteland Of a mind And if you're still there By the end of my story You can have All the stolen glory Nervously sliding my hand To the soft spot tissue That is your hand And as our fingers interlock I'm not at all shocked But my heart is racing My head is calm My hand is shaky And you're just there Expresionless Your sweater and brown hair are all I have To make it through the day Your embrace and your laugh Belong to you Could I borrow them for class? I'll give them back at lunch Can I borrow you? Be mine for a while We can go a mile or two In my stupid car with my bad music And my shaky hands I'll go slow Not to worry you I'll take the backroads Cause where we're going There isn't a main road to get to where we're going We're going away Leaving this town This state We're going to travel The whole wide world And as long as you're in bed By sundown Then I'll be happy As long as you're happy
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 3:36 PM UTC
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