Perfect Storm - Inhaler
Why are we trying to kill something that's been so good? I can't explain it now, so wait. There's something in the room with us tonight. It's caught between the dawn and the morning light. Something that you said that drove it home. Left me underneath in your perfect storm. Something that you said that changed the tide, tangled in the weight of our own lies. Is everything we had as good as gone? Lying in the wreck of your perfect storm.
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