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“Hold me close, because I’m afraid of heights.”



I tell you, I’ll let you know

I don’t get butterflies anymore

I get this sick churning feeling

I get headaches, nausea

I get the feeling that I’m gonna fall

I always fall around you

I always fall about you

I can never defeat you

I can try to leave you

I wanted you to hold me close, really close

That ship has sailed

That girl did fall

This is to say goodbye, it won’t happen anymore