I'm walking down the street hanging words on every tree I see - their leaves will hold all you've said to me.
I know that fall will come, and the wind will throw your words around these empty streets.
Don't tell me what to say cause I don't care. I don't want to know you anymore.
I don't believe in your gravity, your words cannot hurt me.
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