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Jamestown Story Broken Summer

Vertaling: Clouseau. Broken Summer.

Wasted time, wasted breath, and for what there's nothing left My pillow's crisp, the tears have dried, her selfish ways, my bloodshot eyes... I used

Yesterday was full of tears, knowing death has just been here All was lost but not forgot, the pain controls my every thought A new day's battle has

There was a time, when all was perfect, no worries, but now that's blurry We had something, that no one had, but it's all gone now, ain't that so sad

I'm speechless, so impressed, I've forgotten all my pain Your presence, in essence, makes it go away Please take the seat next to me... You're just a