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1 - Young Jesus
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1 - Young Jesus
So many ways I've written down
So many things that I could say
But anymore won't do me good
Starting to end up all the same
Where'd you go why'd you leave?
Thinking in a loop where
Situations only read you these padded so familiar


Looking to stand up in a breeze
Holding nothing but the wind against my shoulders
But all the movement's in my dreams
Gravities of you I wake up crushed against the covers
What the hell did you do to me
I clutched you like a feather
In the wind you drift away
Try and send another letter
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