Oh and I'm feeling directionless yes. But that's to be expected and I know that best, in creeps the morning and another day is lost. You've just written wondering and I reply fast.
All you need to save me; call.
And I'll be curled on the floor hiding out from it all and I wont take any other call.
I feel like a fool so I'm going to stop troubling you. Buried in my yard a letter to send to you, if I forget of God forbid die too soon. Hope that you'll hear me and know that I wrote to you.
And I'll be curled on the floor hiding out from it all and I wont take any other call.
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