The Birds Are Spies, They Report To The Trees
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former friends in destructive bondsit pinpoints the moment of changethemporal settingstemporary warmnesspick up the piecesi'm the protagonistwilling to conformi'm driving drunkon self-loathingand vengeful righteousnesson a temporal settingfrequently botheredrepeat offenderson amateur crime wavesa sinking feelingof not returningto the point of originof decades and daysgone awayi'm learning every detaildeconstructingpreoccupied with lessand less and less
From Letras Mania