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We talk about the time before and we live in the time after
but there is not much that grows there anymore
Because nothing ever grew, but sometimes
We talk about the time before and we live in the time after
but there is not much that grows there anymore
Because nothing ever grew, but sometimes
I sat up at night thinking what I needed
Thinking about what I had lost, thinking about if I was lost
Night sweats, Night terrors, Nights up, all night I was up, all fucking night