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Division (Planes Mistaken For Stars)

Poet I'm sick of your pretty lies. And it was about the song that sang of the shelves I wished you on. Now sing along. And I used to wish my heart as good my heart as strong. And I used to wish i. Don't say it's gone. I'll pull the truth to you. And even if it breaks us both down. Don't say it's gone The Time It Took