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♪ impose - bad omens in ♪ music

  • Oct. 8, 2025, 7:54 p.m.
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And their echoes sit alone in a prison made of bone
Oh, I hate it, but it's home for me
In every place I'm on my toes, and still I feel like I impose
It's okay to let me go if you need

What's it say about me if I run away
Without you when I fall asleep
And in your head I'm always gonna stay?
What's it say about me if I never change
And I push everyone away
On borrowed time you know I can't repay?



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