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letra de hot copy - brooksofyork

remember hard times?
remember standing?
i remember your high heels, wit and your walk
it was design
or was it planning?
i couldn’t wait to call
remember late nights
filled with ranting?
we were sick of the bullsh-t rich and their gall
but you were all mine
by the ending
more than enough to fall

darling i’m dying trying to find the words to tell you it all
if i could go back i would chase you earlier on
miracle find, gold mine, better
than anything i’ve known
oh

it felt dead wrong
we werе climbing
we kept falling to gray scales, whitе coats and fought
but you were headstrong
our silver lining
and you wouldn’t give up at all
but you put your body through h-ll for the better
hold on tight, hold on dear, to the life that you started
pushed past impossible at every measure
i can’t explain, but you are the reason they are
i couldn’t wait to see the world you saw
a darling and a wild man cradled in their mother’s arms
i couldn’t wait to hear the final call
a call to all things possible and not

- brooksofyork

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