I Do Not Love - IV | Текст песни

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• I Do Not Love
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the coming on may solved nothing
and i, the fool, thought in some profound way
that memories could fade.

all of the things i had hoped never to gain
now just stain and replay
ie "treats?" "treats." treats.

balmy visions of the nothingness of deserts and sterile sand.

i wish i could reach in and erase everything.
like an album, i could so simply,
remove the photos
burn them out
and replace them with
"treats?" "treats." treats

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