sadcore
tim tincher
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your grey clouds can’t get me down
as i wait for the sunshine
your storms can’t take what’s mine
sometimes i might drift into outer space
but my fellow earth signs you’re my saving grace
as i crawl out of the weekend
crawling out of the weekend
every time i jump off the deep end
i find myself coming back to you
back to you
back to you
back to you
life’s not normal
nor will it ever be
i let my mind wander carelessly
you warned me of the dangers
and you showed me kindly
ever so slowly I’m wandering aimlessly
as i crawl out of the weekend
crawling out of the weekend
every time i jump off the deep end
i find myself coming back to you
back to you
back to you
back to you
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