Young Statues
spacism
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We couldnât say what we had all along
I couldâve died on the front of your lawn
The feeling I had, the feeling I missed when it ran itself away
Now that itâs here, I donât think Iâll be sticking around another day
I had a fix, now Iâm good, now Iâm gone
And when itâs done back to us we feel wrong
But I wonât be another personâs shoulder
You need somebody, call on a friend
We had our fun, I wanna run till I get old
And rest my head
You donât have to say it again, Iâll come around
Iâll be your friend
Did we need pass it on to feel better off in the end?
Youâll know it someday, like I said