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How long till it comes | Pull the weight off my tongue | And where will it land
How long till it comes Pull the weight off my tongue And where will it land In the harsh beating sun All the lies oh my god Can’t just trust anyone and how high will it go Till it sinks to the ground Here on your own You’re seeing a ghost Can’t undo whats been done Forever no more Stacks of clothing fill your room you Can’t find one thing to return Let go of it all Begin the slow withdrawal How long till it comes Pull the weight off your tongue Better know where you’ll land In the harsh beating sun In in the air up above Won’t you watch it erupt and the dust cover up what it was It was It was Now the sun it down Can’t won’t find me now
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