And so it goes...
To the evening.
Oh, throw me out.
I’m already leaving.
To my reaping.
With my decision.
With my collision.
I am beyond all this.
I wash my hands of it.
Wish me the best.
Wish me the best.
I call all the way, Ave Maria.
And so it goes.
Oh, throw me out.
To my reaping.
How bad I miss you.
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