Keep You Under
Itβs never been my right, to hold you captive in this dream of mine. But I suppose if I didnβt intend on realising it; we wouldnβt be having this conversation now. So, you think what you want of me β Because weβve always known what it is. And I suppose if you didnβt think it could be realised; we wouldnβt be having this conversation now. A little bit of substance, some drink. Drop the pretence,β¦
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