Joji - Glimpse of Us (1 HOUR)

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Sometimes I look at her, but I'm thinking about the way, hoping to find a glitch, tell me, save us, your glory, does she laugh like me? Is this a part of your story, one that you have never experienced? Maybe someday you'll start to slowly slide and find me again when you're outside and I try to fall in hoping to catch a

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sometimes, but I'm thinking of the way alone here, spending time in her arms, she It would take the world off my shoulders if it ever moved. She turned the rain into a rainbow when I lived in the blue.

Why then, if she is so perfect, don't you do it? I mean she's working, so what can I do when you're on my mind? 'Cause sometimes I look into her eyes, but I'm thinking about the way I just say, save us, your glory, does she laugh like I did? maybe you start to slide slowly and find that sometimes I look into her eyes and that's where I find a

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of us and I try to fall forward, but I'm thinking about the path waiting to find and I try to fall from us. She would take the world off my shoulders if she ever moved She turned the rain into a rainbow When I was living in sadness Why then If she's so perfect Perfect doesn't mean it's working So what can I do when you're out? in my mind because sometimes I look into her eyes and that's where I find a hint of loss and I try to fall forward hoping to say to myself save us your glory, does she laugh like me, maybe you?

I'll start to slide slowly and I'll find myself again when sometimes I look into her eyes but I'm thinking about the way I'm just here spending time in her arms sometimes your eyes and that's where I find there's a lot now and I try to fall forward touch but I'm thinking of the way time in her arms she would take the world off my shoulders if she ever moved she turned the rain into a rainbow when I lived in the blue doesn't mean it's working, So what can I do? Sometimes I look on the horizon, but I'm thinking about the way, hoping to find a glitch, tell me, save us, your glory, do you laugh like I did?

Is this a part of your story? One that I had. I never lived maybe one day maybe you'll start to slowly slide and find me again when you're outside and sometimes I try to let go of my arms, but I'm thinking about the way a glitch would take the world away from me if it did. Did she ever move She turned the rain into a rainbow When I lived in the blue Why then if she's so perfect doesn't mean she's working So what can I do when you're on my mind 'Cause sometimes I look at her? eyes, just tell me, save us your glory, she laughs like I did, maybe you start to slide slowly and sometimes you find, but I'm thinking of the way, hoping to find and I try to fall from us, so she would take the world away from me shoulders if she ever moved she turned the rain into a rainbow when I was living in sadness why then if she's so perfect perfect doesn't mean it's working so what can I do when you're out there hoping he laugh like I did, maybe you'll start to slowly slide and find me again when sometimes I look into her eyes, but I'm thinking about the way I'm just here passing the time.

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