June
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Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball
Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on
What i am to you is not real.
Thank u for the music and the memories.
This year ago I went away from everything,
I made a choice, a choice that kept me alive.
Dreaming aint the right thing to do..
but damn i miss it.
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball
Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on
What i am to you is not real.
Thank u for the music and the memories.
This year ago I went away from everything,
I made a choice, a choice that kept me alive.
Dreaming aint the right thing to do..
but damn i miss it.
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