What shapes you

 


I know 

Maybe it’s gonna line up

Cold truth

There’s no way I’m going back

So long 

Even though I’d love to stay

Whatever

Because I’m still gonna be foregone


Even if I feel alone 

It has to be left behind 


I take one more small look

I don’t care to run it back

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