Empty I stumbling out of bed with the bottle in my hand, and I don’t drink, but it’s on empty, I toss and turn all night thinking on our last words, and it hurts, I can’t believe you’re gone,…
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Empty I stumbling out of bed with the bottle in my hand, and I don’t drink, but it’s on empty, I toss and turn all night thinking on our last words, and it hurts, I can’t believe you’re gone,…
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