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I could've asked to stay a while To draw the time out like a line After all of this crying I've finally made my peace You were never gonna love me I make my bed, so, I can sleep Through the dead of the night 'Til the late of the morning Open the windows and air The house out and clean the sheets Hoping the new air could come erase me Maybe you're a lucid dream I try to keep locked up in my mind But you'rе just another casualty I try to leave buriеd in the yard Cleaning up the evidence The trace you left is buried underneath Staring at the ceiling, wrapped in linens With the faintest hint of bleach From Letras Mania