Correction Paroles bad_weather par ‌sewerperson

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Well, I guess this is how the world gets even (Milodrama, take what's yours)
We could have died that night but we're breathing still (You're not sad again, are you, splashgvng?)
Well, I must believe now if I had never
Without the shelter over head, we're at the weather's will
But you know I know you so much better
Than however much the person next could ever
I guess you won but still I'm fine with how I nеver will
Sure, he's thе sun, but it don't work without the chlorophyll
The cape winds still speak to me
And prolong my pain to condition me
I swear I'll be thick-skinned come tragedy
And flip pain into these broken heart melodies
With storm clouds on this windless night
I could hear the whole talk this time
Off the lake through this pale moonlight, I know
I was bound to accept this blight, I know
I hold my heart in my own two hands so well
Filled with glue and duct tape I applied myself
I think I'll just save the tears for when I'm by myself
In my head, I never guessed I would've lost myself

But tonight, it's okay, we're just fine
And this whiskey inside of me is sunlight
I can wait for my time
But 'til then, I step through landmines
But I get by and I'll survive
When I die, I'll wait for you to reach my side
And I can't lie, I've been torn up
But in time, we always heal and we grow up
I trip and I fall over my own two feet
Everything described is always never what it seems
But still, I look great through this horse sh*t mood
But whenever I talk, I fail to hide the blue
Well, I guess this is how the world gets even
We could have died that night but we're breathing still
Well, I must believe now if I had never
Without the shelter over head, we're at the weather's will
But you know I know you so much better
Than however much the person next could ever
I guess you won but still I'm fine with how I never will
Sure, he's the sun, but it don't work without the chlorophyll
With storm clouds on this windless night
I could hear the whole talk this time
Off the lake through this pale moonlight, I know
I was bound to accept this blight, I know
I hold my heart in my own two hands so well
Filled with glue and duct tape I applied myself
I think I'll just save the tears for when I'm by myself
In my head, I never guessed I would've lost myself

Well, I guess this is how the world gets even
We could have died that night but we're breathing still
Well, I must believe now if I had never
Without the shelter over head, we're at the weather's will

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