I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

You went back to what you knew far removed
from all that we went through
and I tread a troubled track , my odds are stacked
I'll go back to black

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
and I go back to, I go back to us




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