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god breathed out the star s s
i may seem to you undoubtedly weird, with my interests and my seeming obsessions, but i long for the day that i will so serenely trade my shadows, for sunshine.


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Damien Rice || Rootless Tree

What I want from you
Is empty your head
They say be true
Don’t stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me
Like a rootless tree

What I want from us
Is empty our minds
We fake a fuss
And fracture the times
We go blind
When we’ve needed to see

And it leans on me
Like a rootless…

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we’ve been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It’s nothing to you

And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
Then hate me so good that you can let me out
Let me out of this hell when you’re around

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