Iç£ not looking for absolution
For all my sins or every fight
Smells like sneaking dissolution and I go out most every night
Iç£ not the one here who has to hide
Things like this don`t grow on trees ,babe !
Things like this don`t come for free
Sometimes ?
The obvious is hard to see
Like raindrops in the stormy sea
So won`t you live with me on my tree
I can`t regret misunderstandings
Not even all the ones Iç£e caused
The best conditions for crashlanding
So Iç£ not sure if I can stay
And remain sincerely yours
Things like......
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