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Rochester The Morning Gale Ep

Don't hold your tongue this time It's tied up on what you left behind Just like the morning gale, falls as she's on fire She hopes for something different

Waking up to lack of oxygen, pulling the weight of the world down into the deepest blue, oh whoa oh , I can't recall what I'm doing here, what I'm holding

Hold on, hold on I deserve this, I bet you'll miss my crossed fingers Let me get this off my chest, I feel a little tired from holding on to thinking