Boys & Sex - Peach Juice | Текст песни

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These things, they pile up. Magic moments, they collect dust. And the \"I love you's\", they start to rust. And I can't find the ones I miss the most. I'll like it when you're gone. The ceilings cave and walls collapse because I feel like I am your storm and shit. Just leave and look away from the mess you've made.

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