I brush my boots
all the same.
Wait for me,
or not.
Promise I'm good,
not too far gone.
Let Gabby tell you,
finish the bottle.
No consequences
until the sunlight,
my greatest foe
never seen me quite right.
Oh hello, old friend.
Can you see me if I burn bright?
Can you see me?
Valour on your mind,
call a car, oh yeah.
I'm doing just fine.
Don't have to wait for me,
promise.
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