In The End

See You Next Tuesday

Compositor: See You Next Tuesday

Was this your master plan
Was this all a cruel lie
This is a long sentence
Made up of few words
Please hear me
Don't breathe a word
But let mine fill your lungs
Once again I'm reaching for a hand that isn't there

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