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In The End
In the end it was just me and my thoughts.
A memory surfaced, my stomach's in knots.
Our conversations turned to three little dots.
A painful trap, long after you were gone.
Without you, time seems to drag on.
Where's us,...
A memory surfaced, my stomach's in knots.
Our conversations turned to three little dots.
A painful trap, long after you were gone.
Without you, time seems to drag on.
Where's us,...
