In my pretty shell where I won't miss you, that's where I'll be. It's warm and cozy there, and I feel free.
When I come out again one day, I will look around and not remember your face, for you no longer will have a hold on me.
You will of gone away, to a place far away, and no longer in my thoughts will you be.
In my shell should you need to find me, there I will be.
When I come out again one day, I will look around and not remember your face, for you no longer will have a hold on me.
You will of gone away, to a place far away, and no longer in my thoughts will you be.
In my shell should you need to find me, there I will be.
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