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• Artiste: Alessi Rose
• Titre: Everything Anything
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I don't wear the same clothes And I don't loop the same thoughts I was down bad for a minute, now I've moved on Had to find out from friends That you moved, just down the street It's awe-inspiring, given our proximity That you didn't tell me first, I can't lie it hurts Fighting for the last word Your silence is deafening, I thought you were everything But you don't want anything, it's clear Guess that's how the penny drops You're mine 'til the day you're not A godawful paradox, it's weird What's wrong with you? Oh, we used to have sex now my calls don't go through Salt in the wound God I'm dying out here, I hope it wears off soon You were good at justifying lying, and overcompensating Because of you I'm sworn off of men, I'm voluntarily abstaining Sick of looking back in anger, grieving what we are The fact we never talked about it, it's actually absurd I'm not missing out, I know, I know that now But I still wanna say how Your silence is deafening, I thought you were everything But you don't want anything, it's clear Guess that's how the penny drops You're mine 'til the day you're not A godawful paradox, it's weird What's wrong with you? Oh, we used to have sex now my calls don't go through Salt in the wound God I'm dying out here, I hope it wears off soon Say something I know it's morbid to want more of this shit, it's boring Say something Even if it's just a sorry, I'll take what you give me Your silence is deafening, I thought you were everything But you don't want anything, oh-oh Your silence is deafening, I thought you were everything But you don't want anything, it's clear Guess that's how the penny drops You're mine 'til the day you're not A godawful paradox, it's weird What's wrong with you? Oh, we used to have sex now my calls don't go through Salt in the wound God I'm dying out here, I hope it wears off soon God I'm dying out here, I hope it wears off soon