hundreds of pages pages pages



I'm gonna run to you
what else can I do?
looking out, into the night time
singing I want you back want you back
reaching out, touch a stranger
it's not the same
I'm thinking I wanna be you I wanna be you I wanna be you you you
If I could dance with you the way we used to
I'm under pressure
I will not make it out alive
you'll probably never get this letter
you're playing with my delirium
I'm holding you closer than most, cuz you were my heaven
if you don't love me pretend
cuz you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
of the love that I loved


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