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I don’t wanna share your life — filled with a monetary appetite,
I want hopeless harmonies cause they are free.
Nothing’s gonna change my mind, there’s no searching left for me to find,
I found comfort in this tragedy while you were asleep.
Sorry, sorry for my honest instabilities but won’t you please, oh,
please forgive me so that I may rest in peace?
Now I’m left with hollow heartache, my own mistakes, I know I should’ve wrote
you on that wish list I once made.