I'm losing my voice talking to you about talking to you.
Reading your books and wearing your clothes,
Nobody knows that they're not mine.
I guess that just fits with all this living around,
Things finally getting sound.

With this place that I've found.
It's the end of the world today,
You drop a bomb on my bad day.
You're the end of the world.
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Living Around Lyrics

The Promise Ring – Living Around Lyrics