A knapsack now, spread out,
can make your bed.
lay down,
portland,
what i wouldn't give
to see you rest for once.
i don't miss you
oh, i'm trying to convince myself of that.
it's not working.
go sleep where your bed was
it's okay.
i'm scared that it's okay.

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