Phidge

Phidge - No.7 songtekst

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A constant fighting made me anxious

I never thought I'd look like

I have to find my eyes to see if 

I still care of this 

But I gotta keep like it was

Just like you wouldn't care for it

Just like it was, like no one would leave it

Just like it was, like you never thought you ever had it 

A constant fighting made me anxious 

On everything surrounding me

But try and think of what it's like

To have it ‘round every minute of the day

Every minute of the day



And it doesn't go away
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