IT'S
THE
TEARING
SOUND
OF
Love-notes
































Tuesday

Oh Glory

If I wake in the morning 
I only need two more miracles to be a saint
Everything I promised everyone I'd be
Well I just ain't

Lately it seems like,
Everybody's sick, everybody's died
Build myself a wall up on happy highs
Know in my heart that my head is lying, lying
Oh glory.




Today everything's like an "Oh Glory" day.

 
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