| I’ll be thinking of you still in the stillness of my life,
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| we’d be drinking love until the day you’d rather hear yourself,
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| any day now I’ll be thinking you’re nasty,
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| wondering how our sequences got to be this far and in contempt,
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| I set you free, I reinstate your constant wishes,
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| as I seem to realize this poorly,
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| I sit here and give in to the diversity,
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| of your beautiful lanes, of you never being pleased fully,
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| of your incredible places and your heartache,
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| of your clever ways seeing things on me,
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| I shift to reverse, I choose whom to battle and weigh my words,
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| You’ll be thinking of me still in the stillness of your life,
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| we’d be sharing promises so warm and blessed until you went to live,
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| live by the nauseated, I set you free, I reinstate your constant wishes,
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| as you seem to announce this poorly, I sit here and give in to the diversity of,
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| your beautiful lanes, of you never being pleased fully,
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| of your incredible places and your heartache,
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| of your clever ways seeing things on me, I shift to reverse,
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| I choose whom to battle and weigh my words |