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I've got myself to blame for this, I tried to confinsate for everything I'm not. And every face forgotton. You felt the sun warming your bed, you looked so quintesential pressed against that cross. In the face of what was lost. Still I'm not asking much of me. You're ignoring the matter; You shut me up and bleed me dry. Cheap champagne and a complicated lifestile. Well i nothing else matters than i will die try- think a about you and I. Three years on Friday since we met- you felt that egsastential kiss upon your neck. well how could we forget that? Still I'm though acting like this feels right- and if nothing else matters. Sold yourself an no one else, girl. It's on yourself and no one else- oh. But without you by my side- i guess it serves me right.
