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Heath Garrett Church
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Heath Garrett Church
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Letra
I traded my soul
For your table scraps
You built me up so high
To watch my great collapse
You pulled me in so close
Just to turn your back
I was a floorboard, you were a termite
You ate your way through me
I guess that's what I get for giving
It all away for free
Your appetite doesn't sleep at night
And neither do I
Oh I really hated
Putting that dream to bed
Oh I didn't wanna
It was fucking with my head
Oh, oh I used to wish you'd never left
Now I'm glad. it's for the best
It's marketing 101
Convenience is king
Your inconsistent love crumbles
So consistently
I was just your corner store
In my mind I was so much more
We were dancing in my kitchen
That's when I felt good times slipping away
I never thought you'd actually leave
Goddamn I was so blind
You promised me you'd call everyday
We both knew that was a lie
Oh I really hated
Putting that dream to bed
Oh I didn't wanna
It was fucking with my head
Oh, oh I used to wish you'd never left
But now I'm glad. It's for the best
Even though I had to let it go
I still dream about it sometimes
I believe in another world
We're in each other's arms
Tangled under the covers
Sleeping through alarms
Oh I really hated
Putting that dream to bed
Oh I didn't wanna
It was fucking with my head
Oh, oh I used to wish you'd never left
Now I'm glad. It's for the best
Traded my soul
For your table scraps
Now that I don't want them
You can have them back
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