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Ok, now hear me out. The kids by Charlotte Cardin is SO Lightwood family coded it might as well be their motto. There. I'll die on that hill.
We're holding on to Past grey lost blue And I hate you, you know Wish that we could control Our urges to hold Each other again But now I'm looking across Lines wrote and lost I can translate, you know Burnt before it was lit You found a lovely bad trip And you ruined us Oh, you wrecked us
Too bad for the kids downstairs The constant bad luck The place by the window
Still holding on We both know you're wrong But your face says all good You've always been such a runner Thought you'd leave me sooner But you're still down here With the girls and the kids And the poor and the ill And with me babe With the girls and the kids And the poor and the ill
Be so fr rn. This is THE Maryse and Robert song if there ever was one.