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i never knew us
i was wandering through the woods with you

and you held my head so gently
while you sang to me baby
did you find sense in the passing of time?

slow burn
waiting for my turn
to be praised and loved by you
oh god
i’ve had enough
don’t need more knives in my heart by you

but you held my head so gently
while you sang to me baby
did you gain strength from the passing of time?
i’ve been thinking ‘bout you lately
this life’s is not to envy
did i hold your hand or was it just mine?

that i held in desperation
end came to our vacation
cried for you too many times
and lost you too many times