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For there are things I've done to you A reflection of me But let the thought alone Let it be Oh, I wish it was A yearn in my heart A smell, like I'm drunk The taste of this love tastes so good to me The touch of this cloth, so thick, so pristine The way I feel inside has become so bubbly But let the thought alone Just let it be I try but I can't Prioritize the time Think about it all day When will I get what's mine? Dissocialized from the world Twirl my hair into a curl Feet floating and mind elsewhere Just to be here, is it so bad really? Yes It was So I let the thought alone I just let it be