You can't give everything to me.



I'm done, there's nothing left to show I try but can't let it go are you happy
where you're standing still? Do you really want the sugar pill? I'll wake up
tomorrow and I'll start tonight it feels so hard as the train approaches Gare
Du Nord as I'm sure your kiss remains employed am I only dreaming

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