you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown

ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ

ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴏʀᴀʀʏ

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʀᴀɪɴʏ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀʏ
ᴍᴇꜱꜱʏ ʙᴇᴅ
ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ
ɪ ꜰᴇʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ

ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ʟᴏɴɢ
ɪ ʟᴇꜰᴛ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʏ
ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ
ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ

ɪ ᴡɪꜱʜ ɪ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ

ꜰᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ

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