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I'll Be Right Behind You, Josephine 
Medium
by Josh Woodward
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I'll be right 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 behind you, Josephine
Even after everything we've seen
In this sterile room with lights and pointing down
I only to scream but I just can't make a sound
Now hold my hand, I'll my breath
There's nothing in this world we own
And Jesus Christ, if you tore my out
The thing I'd is less alone
less alone
I'll be right you, Josephine
I won't leave you in this dream
you watch 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 you, Josephine
like I was we were seventeen
I guess it's only a but still it feels like 34
I don't feel like I am living in the skin anymore
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 thing I'd is less alone
alone
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Even when my soul's an amputee
And my bleeding heart is in the inside my chest
So I grab what I can cling to and I leave behind the rest
Now my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's in this we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you my heart out
The only thing I'd feel is less alone
Now hold my hand, and take my breath
And leave the things you'll never own
And Jesus Christ, please 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 behind you, Josephine
Even after everything we've seen
In this sterile room with lights and pointing down
I only to scream but I just can't make a sound
Now hold my hand, I'll my breath
There's nothing in this world we own
And Jesus Christ, if you tore my out
The thing I'd is less alone
less alone
I'll be right you, Josephine
I won't leave you in this dream
you watch 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 you, Josephine
like I was we were seventeen
I guess it's only a but still it feels like 34
I don't feel like I am living in the skin anymore
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 thing I'd is less alone
alone
I'll be right behind you, Josephine
Even when my soul's an amputee
And my bleeding heart is in the inside my chest
So I grab what I can cling to and I leave behind the rest
Now my hand, I'll hold my breath
There's in this we really own
And Jesus Christ, if you my heart out
The only thing I'd feel is less alone
Now hold my hand, and take my breath
And leave the things you'll never own
And Jesus Christ, please my heart out
Oh, I wanna a little less alone
less alone
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