i hate sex - Happy Anniversary | Текст песни

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closet filled to the brim with miserabilia,
i often count how many steps we are apart
flip over in bed, and smell you in my pillows
i see a bull running in the fields and i'm scared

waking up 900 miles away from home expecting to see you floating face down in the okanogan river
i was scared my rock would sink, and it did

and you did

if you died i wouldn't be light, but i wouldn't be heavy anymore
happy anniversary

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