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Minor misconceptions, and I've been contemplating failureFor my darling inception, swearing like a sailorWell, trees are only whole in the spring,But I've seen them pretty without the leavesTeary-eyed confessions, and I've been feeling like a failurePardon my perception, but you're a contusion to my statureto my stature...And in the corner of our living room stood the marijuana treeMom claimed it was a breed of the Japanese she purchased at Hobby LobbyWe said "Yeah, right. We know you like the weed." jokingly, "and its leaves of synthetic kush."But those leaves never fell from that treeI guess in order to be realThere must be some separation anxietyA peeling back, a peeling backTo see the branches beneathto see the branches beneathTrees are such sad creatures, and you say it's just human natureLetras de cancionesSo if you really love me, do you really love meOr do I just sit in your heart like cancer?So if you really love me, do you really love meOr do I just sit in your heart like cancer?like cancer...I wish we didn't always have to get up and leaveI wish we didn't always have to get up and leave, get up and leaveBecause I'm not whole without you and I’m not whole without youAnd I'm not whole without you...Well, trees are only whole in the springBut I've seen them pretty without the leaves... From Letras Mania