Tilda Err

Yes she used to sleep alone
She wants to go to work at home
She knows that there's a space to be
There's something out there in between
The spaces underneath the earth
There's something for her tl;dr
I'm not the one to give you rent
I'm just your friend, I'm just your friend
She gives it all and nothing left
Under the dirt a collared dress
Someone out there on the east
They sink, sweat, and peacefully
They want to know where you were born
Just cause, in case it keeps you warm
To have a friend to know you're not alone
Under some black car lot
And then she went back alone
She drinks apart, stays on her phone
She links her wounds, she pays the rent
And one time she just went and said

Yes she used to sleep alone
She wants to go to work at home
She knows that there's a space to be
There's something out there in between
The spaces underneath the earth
Just something for her to deter
I'm not the one to give you rent
I'm just your friend, I'm just your friend
She gives it all and nothing left
Beneath the dirt a collared dress
Someone out there on the east
They sing and sweat and peacefully
They want to know where you were born
Just cause, in case it keeps you warm
To have a friend to know you're not alone
Under some black car lot
And then she went back alone
She drinks apart, stays on her phone
She links her wounds, she pays the rent
And one time she just went and said
I'm sorry for the things I said
I'm sorry for the things I said
Sorry for the things I said
Sorry for the things



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Writer(s): Benedict Johnson
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