cause i’m a little drunk and i need you now
but i set fire, to the rain.
i’m not that bold though. i don’t set fires of that caliber. if anything i’m the sneaking arsonist, shuffling ashes around to rekindle what’s left to burn, burn burn.
when i’m with you i could stay there
close my eyes, feel you’re here forever
i can’t help myself.
one more midnight gone.
when’s the last midnight?
this always happens. always.
isn’t it awful, when there’s no one to blame?
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