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Your words flow from sharpened tongues and bite through paper walls.
Blending in with these cold hardwood floors.
We whispered the truths we'd always feared.
And we drowned inside the "could-have-been"s
And I'm lost inside of 4 A.M.
And I can't let you be another face in the crowd.
Remembering nights entwined on fold-out beds,
Bring me back to when these four walls were all that ever mattered,
Where we could live without consequence.
And we drowned inside the "could-have-been"s
And I'm lost inside of 4 A.M.
And I can't let you be another face in the crowd.
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