Doesn't matter

Just another fucked up working day that could easily be made better just by seeing you.
Now playing:

When your tears are spent on your last pretense
And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defense
When it's in your spine like you've walked for miles
And the only thing you want is just to be still for awhile

If your heart wears thin, I will hold you up
And I will hide you, when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you.
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