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Me, the Misser, the Late

๐Ÿ‘ค The Wrens โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Silver โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:06
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โฑ๏ธ 4:06 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

entry hundred forty-one me, the misser, the late
miss years to make words of what Iร‚'m missing
shame Iร‚'m shaking, a loss, a crap
hung by heartwrack in the grasslands me, the pridest, the slack
come through rain through window new approval seas a headrest, a home a peace
having all my needies covered me, the hoper, the hole
family leaver, shit repeater and a rancid grudge-hold
entry hundred forty-one starts back when I dared
God knock me down again not a single thing Iร‚'ve done meant a scrap
changed the stance of anyone thought by now Iร‚'d left the barn
but Iร‚'m scared the fields, and Iร‚'m scared the houses, Iร‚'m scared the millers yard.

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