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THE IMPOSSIBLES >> Merchandise Links
THE IMPOSSIBLES
Some summer sunday drifting between sleep and waking your absence brought me to Sick feelings filled me slowly remembering the bitterness of the final kiss, motionless we never said goodbye when we gave in, but we dont mind If we never say goodbye, there'll be no end, there'll be no end Stream of conciousness leads me to drowning dreams looking up, you're colored baby-blue the frustration of knowing what it's like to breathe you in, remember then, remeber when you let me in hold on, hold on, we can be strong dig our fingers deep into each other
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