©jd torian

swu fall 2017, song 3

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getting hit down

can't help the feeling

i know deep inside

you're grinding and reeling

laying so low

continual grieving

acting alone

no friends help you dealing

tell it to the air

you tell it to the sky

tell it to the breeze

i can't imagine why

[gibberish]

[gibberish]

please, tell it to me!

nobody wants to be lonely, please say

nobody wants to be lonely baby.