Песня: 44. Caliber Love Letter Sifting through weathered photo albums (Does it make a difference?) Looking for gloriously aged polaroids (This is the way it is) (You think it really would make a difference? Would I hang on the beach in perfect black and hide?) Of places you've never been. (I broke through this hollow shell that once held me so tight I couldn't breathe) A place to accept you don't exist (Come with me, jump off the edge)
"Smile for the camera sweetheart. I really wanna immortalize the moment." Just remember the first step in forgetting Is destroying all the evidence. With friends like you, Who needs subtext? Sub. Text. Sub. Text.
This is a .44 caliber love letter straight from my heart.
With a gun, make your shot. Let's hope for better shit. (Straight {straight!} from {from!} my {my!} heart {heart!}) That reason for separation. (Straight {straight!} from {from!} my {my!} heart {heart!}) Straight from... my... heart. Christened by your bullet. I'm losing patience. Well I guess... It's my own fault.
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