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Fell Asleep With Your Stuffed Animal You Gave Me So I Could Feel Like You Were Next To Me Again

Dead Butterflies

I look back
I can't find a reason, a reason
I won't know, what it is that you have found, while idle

I look back at the past 16 years of my life, I can't find
What I'm looking for
Holding sweet bitter ends
With your fainted goodbyes

Composição: Dead Butterflies