All this relief

up, along the rocks
it's good, it's not so hard now.
up, I bite my tongue, who cares?
this chance to drop off
oh she left, she left for someone. all of this hurt that's wilted off
all this relief, it's the oddest thing
oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.

well, he'll never become that's fine
I lost my thought

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