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@bclovinghimwasred
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βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ i rewind the tape but all it does is pause, on the very moment all was lost βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β evermore, evermore
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ hey december, guess iβm feeling unmoored, canβt remember what i used to fight for βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β evermore, evermore
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ we had a beautiful magic love there, what a sad beautiful tragic love affair βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β sad beautiful tragic, red
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ i cry a lot but i am so productive, itβs an art, you know youβre good when you can even do it with a broken heart βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β i can do it with a broken heart, the tortured poets department
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ i changed into goddesses, villains and fools,
changed plans and lovers and outfits and rules,
all to outrun my desertion of you,
and you just watched it βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β chloe or sam or sophia or marcus, the tortured poets department
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ foolish one, stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love that ainβt ever gonna come βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β foolish one, speak now
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ i know why we had to say goodbye like the back of my hand, but i just miss you and i just wish you were a better man βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β better man, red
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ i love you, itβs ruining my life, i touched you for only a fortnight βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β fortnight, the tortured poets department
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ dancing phantoms on the terrace, are they second-hand embarrassed? that i canβt get out of bed, cause something counterfeitβs dead βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β loml, the tortured poets department
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ and did the twin flame bruise paint you blue? just between us, did the love affair maim you too? βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β all too well (10 min. version), red
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ please, iβve been on my knees, change the prophecy βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β the prophecy, the tortured poets department
βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ all that i know is i donβt know how to be something you miss βΉ ΰ£ͺ Λ
β last kiss, speak now
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