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  • taylor swift’in 8. albümü folklore’dan bir şarkı;

    we gather here, we line up, weepin' in a sunlit room
    and if i'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes, too
    even on my worst day, did i deserve, babe
    all the hell you gave me?
    'cause i loved you, i swear i loved you
    'til my dying day

    i didn't have it in myself to go with grace
    and you're the hero flying around, saving face
    and if i'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
    cursing my name, wishing i stayed
    look at how my tears ricochet

    we gather stones, never knowing what they'll mean
    some to throw, some to make a diamond ring
    you know i didn't want to have to haunt you
    but what a ghostly scene
    you wear the same jewels that i gave you
    as you bury me

    i didn't have it in myself to go with grace
    'cause when i'd fight, you used to tell me i was brave
    and if i'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
    cursing my name, wishing i stayed
    look at how my tears ricochet

    and i can go anywhere i want
    anywhere i want, just not home
    and you can aim for my heart, go for blood
    but you would still miss me in your bones
    and i still talk to you (when i'm screaming at the sky)
    and when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)

    i didn't have it in myself to go with grace
    and so the battleships will sink beneath the waves
    you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same
    cursing my name, wishing i stayed
    you turned into your worst fears
    and you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain
    crossing out the good years
    and you're cursing my name, wishing i stayed
    look at how my tears ricochet
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