"I picked the nicest lawn
and imagined the two of us rolling around down along the ground.
I saw myself touch your face
and I noticed jets begin to race above our heads.
But I pinched my arm and remembered how much you hate meI remembered the fact that I can't see what you need
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We shall be friends.
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Heather
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We won't.
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Heather
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but anyways. you rock because you like from autumn to ashes. word.
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