©jd torian
swu fall 2017, song 3
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getting hit down
can't help the feeling
i know deep inside
you're grinding and reeling
laying so low
continual grieving
acting alone
no friends help you dealing
tell it to the air
you tell it to the sky
tell it to the breeze
i can't imagine why
[gibberish]
[gibberish]
please, tell it to me!
nobody wants to be lonely, please say
nobody wants to be lonely baby.
