Donovan Melero and Moondough - Odd Reasons

It's that feeling of blue
The color most acquainted with you
There's not much we can do
Sometimes you gotta spit back the two, you do
Months ago, we'd celebrate the time
That's passed us by
I never took your smile for granted
But granted myself
No relief, no relief
"Hello" odd reasons
You let go, I've begun to change
Moving on, moving on
"Hello," odd reasons
You let go, you've been pushed away
Pictures posted to the wall
I'm leaving there in hopes to see the truth
The truth!
The truth is this is dead
It's that feeling of dread
The fact you may never again
Be the one in my bed
You never took this fire for granted
But granted yourself
Self relief, self relief
"Goodbye" odd reasons
You left I saw things wouldn't change
Pictures posted to the wall
I'm taking down
It's almost fall
A summer's worth of hope can let me go if I
Ignore the phone calls
Ignore the phone calls
(Leave me alone!)
There's not much we can do
There's not much we can do
(Ignore the phone calls!)
Its that feeling of blue
The color most acquainted with me, with you
I never took your smile for granted
While granting myself no relief

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Donovan Melero

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