echo Δ twenty seven

So I heard, you found somebody else,
And at first, I thought it was a lie.
I took all my things, that make sound
the rest I can do without.

I don’t want your body,
but I hate to think about you with somebody else.

Δ Δ Δ

the 1975 // somebody else

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