But like a drunken night, it's the best bits that are colored in



Should look through some old photos
I adored you in every one of those
If someone took a picture of us now they'd need to be told
That we had ever clung on tight and maybe not with arms at night
I'd say she was his sister but she doesn't have his nose


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