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Paroz

Parož (pronounced [ˈpaːɾɔʃ]) is a dispersed settlement in the upper valley of Dobrnica Creek, a minor right tributary of the Hudinja River, in Slovenia. It belongs to the Municipality of Dobrna. The area is part of the traditional region of Styria. The municipality is now included in the Savinja Statistical Region. more »

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I'm sorry I've been flakey
I keep forgetting I exist
I know I've been a bad friend
For all the catch-ups that I've missed

I'd ask you to come over
But I've got such a busy week
It's chock-a-block with anguish
Yeah, I'm booked out with defeat

So I'll say I'll text you when I'm free
The forget all about it immediately
You'll hit me up in three months
I still won't make time
Wash, rinse, repeat until
One of us dies

'Cause I'll make plans as fast as I can break them
I guess tryna have mates was just a big old mistake
Yeah my friendship's become a precious commodity
I've run out of charge in my set of social batteries
And sometimes I think that it'd be best if I moved out of town and faked my own death
At least then I wouldn't feel so guilty for leaving you on read

I've quickly come to realise
I'm not a social butterfly
I'm an anti-social mothboy
Crashing straight into a light

I'm not excusing my behaviour
I'm just warning in advance
If you wanna reach me
Be prepared to take a chance

So I'll say I'll text you when I'm free
The forget all about it immediately
You'll hit me up in three months
I still won't make time
Wash, rinse, repeat until
One of us dies

'Cause I'll make plans as fast as I can break them
I guess tryna have mates was just a big old mistake
Yeah my friendship's become a precious commodity
I've run out of charge in my set of social batteries
And sometimes I think that it'd be best if I moved out of town and faked my own death
At least then I wouldn't feel so guilty for leaving you on read

But my head
Is fried

'Cause I'll make plans as fast as I can break them
I guess tryna have mates was just a big old mistake
Yeah my friendship's become a precious commodity
I've run out of charge in my set of social batteries
And sometimes I think that it'd be best if I moved out of town and faked my own death
At least then I wouldn't feel so guilty for leaving you on read

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