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So, number two decided to explain our situation as...


*It's hard to argue when
You wont stop making sense
But my tongue still misbehaves
And it keeps digging my own grave


With my hands open
With my eyes open
I just keep hoping
That your heart opens*




My heart is open
He's just digging the wrong way
And It doesn't help that someone
A nameless someone

But we all know who...

Still has my whole heart in their hands
Okay,
So not the whole thing,
But a hugeass part of it.


GIVE IT BACK