7. Each Of Us Think Our Role Is Lead

A flowered isle, an unlikely procession
A discordant bride, a lone confession
She hadn’t been one to flaunt
But he sure isn’t the only one.
Let’s quietly hope there has been an intercession,
For the two abhor related teens in progression.

I sit back and realize
Everything that could have went right.
If only I had been home that night
As I relapse and stare,
There is only one word that I will swear
The art decor of the situation, and the never starting reception
Please leave me be, go to the hall and you can see.

Do you count the stars above your head?
Because if I were you I wouldn’t hold your breath.
One false move and we could have ended before.
It came to this cheating bride and sleeping groom. They were never meant to last,
It is time to begin in this begging flat.

I sit back and realize
Everything that could have went right.
If only I had been home that night
As I relapse and stare,
There is only one word that I will swear
The art decor of the situation, and the never starting reception
Please leave me be, go to the hall and you can see.

A flowered isle, an unlikely procession
A discordant bride, a lone confession

I sit back and realize
Everything that could have went right.
If only I had been home that night
As I relapse and stare,
There is only one word that I will swear
The art decor of the situation, and the never starting reception
Please leave me be, go to the hall and you can see.

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