I love that song. "Bleary-Eyed" by the Annuals. It's tragic, and sweet, and a little bit odd. I like the beginning best.
"Green-leaf dawn implies something sweet in mind.
But it's still your fingers in my back pocket,
Makes me wonder why I sit here so tall,
And why I run from the walls..."
I've taken on Scandal's "The Warrior" as my battle
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