and the snow falls down melts before it even hits the ground and i'm standing here listening to the sound of your hand washing back and forth across my filthy heart and i don't know if i should say "i'm sorry" or "thank you" i try to speak but the tears choke the words and i think i finally know what they mean when they talk about joy
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oh, and comment more silly.
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it never is.
lies lies lies.
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no lies, just love.
this one will be pure.
oh, i will be pure.
(like snow, like gold)
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he must have been made uncomfortable.
added!
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please
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its a mutual thing, catchme?
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