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it's all true..

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I still don’t know what is permanent, permanent.
Maybe all my possessions were precious.
Truth is, all my possessions I somehow lost them.
Been traveling so light,
when we’re floating by it seems nothing and nowhere is golden.

Some say we’re lost in space,
some say we’re falling off the page
Some say our life is insane
but it isn’t insane on paper

Playgrounds are graveyards
and all of our scars are permanent, permanent.
There’s no replacement for places.
I’ll always love you, you’re mine.
Numb is the new high,
all memories die out ‘till nothing and nowhere is golden.

Some say we always only wanna get off,
some say our hands are much too soft.

(nothing and nowhere, emily haines)