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There's a story behind the bracelet on your wrist.
About the bravest of women.
About never giving up.
About falling, and standing up.

There's a story behind the bracelet on your wrist, about the bravest of women. And there was a story in the notebook where I sloppily scribbled down the stolen words of how Aaron misses Dianne, how it's draining the man that's left in him, and how the South brought him some answers. But this crossroads doesn't look too promising for me, and I can't say I'm hopeful.

With every heartbeat,
the sun comes down a little more,
and Paris steals my secrets one by one.
Walk by the tower,
the moon dims out all other lights,
and this bottle drowns me as it comes.

I'll leave the panic attacks in August, at nights near Place de la Bastille, while all my friends are sleeping, and I've used up all the oxygen in this room. I'm not alone in this bed, but I find myself falling off it, in the middle of the night. Grasping at the thinnest hint of air, trying not to wake anybody up. I don't need pity, I just want to find a way to drift asleep again. But this city's confident that I'll come back, she knows I can't stay away for too long. And I'm sure you're not wearing it anymore.

With every heartbeat,
the sun comes down a little more,
and Paris steals my secrets one by one.
Walk by the tower,
the moon dims out all other lights,
and this bottle drowns me as it comes.

I know you're not wearing it anymore, but I'm fine with that, as long as my letter's still stuffed inside one of your boxes. You left that night and it rained the next morning. I guess that tracks, but I'll take it as a good sign. When September comes by, we'll play pretend it's still August so you can smile again, even though I'm dying inside.

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from Pas Du Tout, released November 19, 2015

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sittingthesummerout Milan, Italy

sittingthesummerout is a post-hardcore band from Milan, Italy.

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