WyattHaste
4 years ago10,000+ Views
Never had a shoulder to cry on Rely on, or grow cold when I'm gone It's only been myself lost in the thought of love I left the lights on when I left this morning The rain was pouring down On this boring town I had to find something I need a lil something to carry on Even if it's not for very long
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@hikaymm We had the same thought.
I feel like this is part of an acoustic jam on the guitar!
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thank you!
I love what you wrote:). @wyatthaste
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