Sifting through weathered photo albums
(Does it make a difference?)
Looking for gloriously aged polaroids
(This is the way it is)
(You think it really would make a difference? Would I hang on the beach in perfect black and hide?)
Of places you\'ve never been.
(I broke through this hollow shell that once held me so tight I couldn\'t breathe)
A place to accept you don\'t exist
(Come with me, jump off the edge)
\"Smile for the camera sweetheart. I really wanna immortalize the moment.\"
Just remember the first step in forgetting
Is destroying all the evidence.
With friends like you,
Who needs subtext?
Sub. Text. Sub. Text.
This is a .44 caliber love letter straight from my heart.
With a gun, make your shot.
Let\'s hope for better shit.
(Straight {straight!} from {from!} my {my!} heart {heart!})
That reason for separation.
(Straight {straight!} from {from!} my {my!} heart {heart!})
Straight from... my... heart.
Christened by your bullet.
I\'m losing patience.
Well I guess...
It\'s my own fault.
Don\'t remember.
Don\'t remember.
Don\'t... remember.
Don\'t!
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