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I'll Be Right Behind You, Josephine
Medium
by Josh Woodward
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I'll be behind you, Josephine
I won't leave you waiting in between
And the cigarette you bummed from me is burning out
You it till fingers burn, then you throw it on the ground
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Even after everything we've seen
In this sterile room with blinding lights and pointing down
I only want to scream but still I can't make a sound
Now hold my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's nothing in this world we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you tore my out
The only thing I'd feel is less alone
less alone
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
I won't leave you waiting in this dream
While you the people speaking words you can't quite comprehend
You ask me if I'd pinch you but my fingers wouldn't bend
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Just I was when we seventeen
I guess it's a year but still it feels like 34
I don't feel like I am living in the same skin anymore
Now hold my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's in this we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you my out
The only I'd feel is less alone
less alone
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Even my soul's an amputee
And my bleeding heart is sinking in the lake inside my chest
So I grab what I can to and I behind the rest
Now hold my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's nothing in this world we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you tore my heart out
The only I'd feel is less alone
Now hold my hand, and take my breath
And behind the you'll never own
And Jesus Christ, tear my heart out
Oh, I wanna a little less alone
less alone
I won't leave you waiting in between
And the cigarette you bummed from me is burning out
You it till fingers burn, then you throw it on the ground
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Even after everything we've seen
In this sterile room with blinding lights and pointing down
I only want to scream but still I can't make a sound
Now hold my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's nothing in this world we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you tore my out
The only thing I'd feel is less alone
less alone
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
I won't leave you waiting in this dream
While you the people speaking words you can't quite comprehend
You ask me if I'd pinch you but my fingers wouldn't bend
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Just I was when we seventeen
I guess it's a year but still it feels like 34
I don't feel like I am living in the same skin anymore
Now hold my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's in this we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you my out
The only I'd feel is less alone
less alone
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Even my soul's an amputee
And my bleeding heart is sinking in the lake inside my chest
So I grab what I can to and I behind the rest
Now hold my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's nothing in this world we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you tore my heart out
The only I'd feel is less alone
Now hold my hand, and take my breath
And behind the you'll never own
And Jesus Christ, tear my heart out
Oh, I wanna a little less alone
less alone
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