The boy who loved his guitar
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Close your eyes There's nothing we can do But sleep in this bed that we made for ourselves You're trapped in your past Like it's six feet under
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من همیشه از دنیای بیرون فرار میکردم چون چیزی که تو ذهنم ساختم ازش زمین تا اسمون باهاش فرق میکنه
