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Bless The Fall - Guys Like You Make Us Look Bad

 

You scream don't look, you scream don't touch

What have they done? What have I not?

And every time I think about your voice I

Start to tremble, and my throats aching

And anytime you need a shoulder, I'm right here

You've just gotta find a way.

 

She sits alone, tries to adjust

She cries please let me go I won't tell anyone

You scream don't look, please god don't touch

 

Oh god please help us, get her out of this

 

Done