Replacing My Place

January 2, 2019

Sometimes I don't even say byt to you

I can't say anything I want to you cuz she's there

Always three of us then just one, Me

I'm tired of it

It's nice to see that I lost you too

I hope she's all you want

Something I couldn't be

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