Of Regions And Restitutions Songtext

The Champion Weekend

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Of Regions And Restitutions Songtext
Dearest you
I wish that you knew
I wish you had the slightest clue.
This really hurts, sometimes.
I think of the person I lost,
and the reasons I'm distraught,
but then distrust settles in.
I think of what you looked like beneath your skin.

You're about as pretty as the bloody sunset right above my house,
and you're as modest as the colors that drip down from it.

I don't need you. I hope that you choke.

And dearest you,

I wish I knew what you knew
Then maybe I'd have fallen out of love with you
This really hurts, sometimes.
I think of the days that we spent,
Trying hard to make amends
For the things we never did,
And now I know why my heart's stopped beating.

You're about as pretty as this monologue that's running from my mouth,
but I still don't understand why you're not hearing what I say.

You don't need me. I hope that I choke.
You don't need me. I hope that I choke.
Love, me.
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