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I'm going back to 505 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side With your hands between your thighs Stop and wait a sec When you look at me like that, my darlin', what did you expect? I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck Or I did last time I checked Not shy of a spark The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the bark The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start.

غرور و سیاست جاش تو رابطه و رفاقت نیست.

me core:

I lost

She say for my dear boy

من همیشه ادمای دورمو برای خودشون برای چیزی که بودن دوست داشتم هیچوقت هیچکس برای موقعیت یا سواستفاده دوست نداشتم ولی این قضیه برای کسایی که منو داشتن برعکس بوده.