drop of a hat, flick on a switch kinda thing.
again, priorities. last night i was one,
tonight i am obviously not. change this, just change it.
because things were good yesterday, and good last night.
this morning, whatever you call it i guess. it was just how
i wanted it to be. you change a lot.
i can not listen to so here we are anymore.
that song will be the death of me i think.
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