
The Worst Days Songtext
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I remember now
it was sometime in July.
She blew me away
like spit from an eye.
She was the bluest glass I'd ever find.
I was the blackest hold she'd ever find.
And I went down around,
Down on my electric knees.
Yeah I went down around
Wishing that we'd never meet.
How are we alive still?
Flowers in an ice storm
When I'm gone for way too long,
and I don't mind the
thought of dying without you.
If I could play eight notes for you
they'd be.
How are we alive?
it was sometime in July.
She blew me away
like spit from an eye.
She was the bluest glass I'd ever find.
I was the blackest hold she'd ever find.
And I went down around,
Down on my electric knees.
Yeah I went down around
Wishing that we'd never meet.
How are we alive still?
Flowers in an ice storm
When I'm gone for way too long,
and I don't mind the
thought of dying without you.
If I could play eight notes for you
they'd be.
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