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Go back and tell it
Please, could you be tender?
And I will sit close to you
Let's give it a minute before we admit that we're through
Guess this is the winter
Our bodies are young and blue
I'm at Jungle City, it's late and this song is for you
my tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
and even if I could it'd all be grey
but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad it's not so bad
( •‿• )つ —̳͟͞͞ 💗 —̳͟͞͞💗 +
(つ < —̳͟͞͞💗
| _つ + —̳͟͞͞💗 —̳͟͞͞💗 ˚
`し´
She's asleep, in the backseat
Looking peaceful, enough to me
But she's waking up, inside a dream
F u l l o f s c r e e c h i n g t i r e s a n d f i r e
We're coming back, from where no one lives
Pretty much just veterans
When I pointed out where the North Star is
She called me a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ liar
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣀⡀⠀⠀⣀⣀⡠⠖⠉⠀⠀⠰⡀⠀⠀⠈⡆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠜⠐⣌⠑⡞⠀⠀⠉⠒⠒⠒⠤⣀⢱⠀⠀⠀⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢇⠀⢀⡵⠈⠲⠤⠤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠱⡆⠀⠀⢱
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⠬⠦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠓⢄⣀⡀⠀⠱⡀⠀⠈⡆
⢠⡄⠀⠀⢸⡂⠀⢀⡴⢲⣶⡆⠀⠀⡠⣶⣖⣯⣢⡀⢑⡄⠀⡇
⢸⠈⠱⢦⠘⠣⡀⠀⠑⠾⠯⠁⣀⣀⠠⠿⠷⠋⠀⢈⢥⠟⠚⠲⡄
⡇⠀⠀⠈⢇⠀⠙⠶⡀⠀⠒⣀⡱⢎⣀⠂⠀⠀⡤⠊⠸⣄⠀⣀⠞
⠑⡄⠀⠀⢸⡀⠀⠀⠈⠉⣖⡦⣄⣀⣴⡒⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠁
⠀⠈⠢⣤⣀⣈⡓⠒⠊⠉⠀⠀⠖⠃⠀⢙
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠇⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⢀⠆⡸⠀⠀⠀ℌ𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔶 𝔑𝔢𝔴 𝔜𝔢𝔞𝔯!
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠣⡄⠀⢠⡛⡦⠀⢼⡮⢄⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢇⣰⣠⠼⢧⣠⡸⠔⠚