Junior Healy - The Fraying of the American Family | Текст песни

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And if I wake up I’ll combat feeling, more than yesterday, blossoming resentment stemmed from no reason. And if Hell is underneath me but touching my feet I’ll wipe away the footprints. You’ll never know where I’ve been. I’ve been obsessively thinking about pushing you away. Obsessively thinking about pushing you all away. But they stay, and we stay. All my dreams have become nightmares where I meet your future ghost. Ask why you’re dressed for our wedding. Dear, I’m not here for you. Stop regretting all the time spent watering a dying rose. I think I should leave all that’s in my dreams. I think I should leave. You are all the same.

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