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letra de robbed blind - heath mcnease

what’s the point in pretty leaves
if all they ever know is grief
let them turn to gold and die so their existence means something
the giant trees along the path are posing for their photographs
with travelers in their rental cars who lost their maps

i wanna be like those trees
never running away
accepting their fate
that would put me at ease

i always put up a fight
with all that i have
and try to delay what’s coming to me

what’s the point in being born, if all wе know is being young
be glad your skin is weathеr-worn it’s the best defense when winter comes
when future days become my past, we’ll dissect all our photographs
-n-lyze the smiles we forced, don’t force them now on my behalf
life is like being in love and being alone at the same time
it’s like stealing a kiss from someone you like
and then getting robbed blind

- heath mcnease

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