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Brady Parker
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377ย 775 ะฟัะพัะผะพััะพะฒ ยท 7 ะปะตั ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
Brady Parker
2,83ย ััั. ะฟะพะดะฟะธััะธะบะพะฒ
377ย 775 ะฟัะพัะผะพััะพะฒ ยท 7 ะปะตั ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ข๐ถ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ท๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ต? ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ! ๐ช'๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต!
๐ญ๐บ๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ด:
I know you moved onto someone new
Hope life is beautiful
You were the light for me to find my truth
I just wanna say, thank you
Leaving to find my soul
Told her I had to go
And I know it ain't pretty
When our hearts get broke
Too young to feel this old
Watching us both turn cold
Oh, I know it ain't pretty
When two hearts get broke
Yeah, I know it ain't pretty
When two hearts get broke
I hope someday
We'll sit down together
And laugh with each other
About these days, these days
All our troubles
We'll lay to rest
And we'll wish we could come back to these days, these days
These days, these days
These days, these days
Three years of ups and downs
Nothing to show for it now
And I know it ain't pretty when the fire burns out
Calling me when I'm drunk, remind me of what I've done
And I know it ain't pretty when you're trying to move on, yeah
I hope someday
We'll sit down together
And laugh with each other
About these days, these days
All our troubles
We'll lay to rest
And we'll wish we could come back to these days, these days
Oh I know, I know
Oh I know, I know
Oh I know, I know
These days, these days
Oh I know, I know
Oh I know, I know
Oh I know, I know
To these days, these days
Cigarettes in the ash tray
Reminiscing on those past days
I thought youโd end up with my last name
But that changed
And I travelled around the world
Think where you living at now?
I heard you moved to Austin
Got an apartment and settled down
And every once in a while
I start texting
Write a paragraph
But then I delete the message
Think about you like a pastime
I could cry you a river
Get you baptized or
I wasn't ready to act right
Used to always think I'd get you back, right
They say that things fall apart (yeah)
We were gonna move to Brooklyn
You were gonna study Art (oh no, oh)
Love is just a tool
To remind us who we are
And that we are not alone
When we're walking in the dark
I hope someday
We'll sit down together
And laugh with each other
About these days, these days
All our troubles
We'll lay to rest
And we'll wish we could come back to these days, these days
We'll wish we could come back to these days, these days
(These days, these days, these days)
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๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ท๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด. ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ช ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฐ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ.