sleepless night
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salt air
and the rust on your door
i never needed anything more
whispers , of "are you sure?"
"never have i ever before"
but i can see us lost in the memory
August slipped away into a moment in time
cause it was never mine
and i can see us twisted in bedsheets
August sipped away like a bottle of wine
cause you were never mine
when i'd have followed you blind
and then i'll go out of my mind
shifting my weight over the cliff side
taking my chances , rolling the dice
this should be the last time
