Sunset Behind a Black Blanket
We're beaten and broken and fallen apart. And if the world has its sick twisted way we wont see another sunset for a while. But life goes on, someday somehow, I'm fine for now. How long will it take you to notice I'm falling I'm already out of your grasp. Babe, if you're lucky you can grab me back. So what are you waiting for? Quick grab my hand. You never asked for this much, but babe you asked for me.
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