i don't even mind much, that my own is ceasing
it's enough to know you're alive
even if i don't have much time
i wasted it all on you
i wasted it all.
it's time to be born again
and maybe i'll meet you then
i'll probably meet you then.
but goddamn i'd bet i do it over again.
and i'll waste it all on you.
as long as i hear you breathing.
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