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letra de mon ami - grace annabella anderson

[verse 1]
our friends left the table for a minute
and you played my a french song
mon dieu, mon ami, i’ll admit it you were not what i planned on
constantly surprising me
always criticizing my inability to let go
so i relinquished my control
i whispered “i trust you” and wondered how far this would go

[chorus 1]
and our friends
don’t even know about us and
i’m left alone with the memories
you were an epiphany of what it means
to love someone who doesn’t need an anchor
it was messy and impossible
lighting rooms with dying candles
fighting me, perfecting that art form

mmmmm
hmmmm

[verse 2]
when i took thе car to the ocean
i just sat in the front sеat
the side mirrors warping the sunset i ached for the city
but there was something stopping me caught up in this in between
never realized the escape that my body dearly craved
so tossed by the water i came home to my concrete grave
[chorus 2]
and your friends
they haven’t spoken to me and
i′m left alone with the memories
you were an epiphany of what it means
to love someone who doesn′t need an anchor
it was messy and impossible
lighting rooms with dying candles
fighting me, perfecting that art form
but i can’t help myself remembering
the rarest nights you let me keep you warm

hmmmm

[bridge]
i give into gravity i′ll close my eyes and fall asleep
and sink back in the dim light of your room
replay that moment every time
i watch your newly loveless eyes
i try but there’s no getting through to you
so go ahead and pick a fight
in combat we′re nothing alike
i fight with sp-ce and you’d sooner with fire
you left like i had asked you to
but taught me all roads lead to you
so now i can′t even leave my room
but when daylight comes i’ll call my friends
prepare to hear your name again
for them to ask me how you’ve been
for them to ask me where you went
[chorus 3]
and my friends laugh as they say love is blind
i can′t help but rewind all the memories
you were an epiphany of what it means
to love someone who doesn′t need an anchor
a mirage and a romanticist
i could guess what happens next
the feeling stays long after he is gone
and every morning i wake up and swear
today will be the day i’m moving on

- grace annabella anderson

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