The Post
Eyed it, dried it, untied it Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it Taste it, traced it, erased it
He's my post to lean on And I just cut him down So I'm out to land on somethin' Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground
Eyed it, dried it, untied it Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it Taste it, trace it, erased it
He's my post to lean on And I just cut him down So I'm out to land on somethin' Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground
He's my post to lean on And I just cut him down So I'm out to land on somethin'
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