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A 12 string, deconstructed. Prick your finger on the spinning wheel and pour one out for the homies.
Lyrics
When you tried to hold me you made me so lonely
I am sorry, I'm sorry, sorry, you are
You know you can try to talk to me about it
Not when you are how you are, you know you are
Time will say what it always does
which isn't much
Time will rat on none
But it has nothing to do with me
How did you get so high?
How do I get your down?
You break my heart at the speed of sound.
You saw me through every worry, listened softly
I'd listen at the door, I'd listen at the ground
You were only ever in a single moment
It made it ever worse that you would blot it out
Split it with me, toss one on the ground
water the tree, maybe they'll hear you out
But it has nothing to do with me
and it had nothing to do with you
Every shattered window and every mouth you see says "feed me"
even if they aren't really looking
How did you get so high?
How do I get you down?
You break my heart at the speed of sound.

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