I quit, I give up
Nothing’s good enough for anybody else
It seems
Everything is temporary anyway
When the streets are wet
The color slip into the sky
And being alone
Is the best way to be
When I’m by myself it’s
The best way to be
When I’m all alone it’s
The best way to be
When I’m by myself
Nobody else can say
Love Ties
Most things in the world aren't black, aren't white, aren't wrong, aren't right, but most of everything is just different. And now I know that there's nothing wrong with different, and that we can let things be different, we don't have to try and make them black or white, we can just let them be grey.
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