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What if you knew it was your last cigarette |
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Would you take it down slow and savor it |
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Would your roll it on your tongue |
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Scared to let it go |
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Then hold it in your chest |
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Cause you know you'd be missing it |
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Before it's even secondhand smoke |
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Sometimes the stars line up |
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Sometimes the world stands still |
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Sometimes the things you love the most you forget to feel |
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What if the time that got away had a way of coming back |
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And telling you hold on |
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This'll be your last |
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I was lying there awake with your back against my chest |
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When that alarm clock went off and ruined it |
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Just another Wednesday morning, |
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you said just five minutes more |
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But it was pour the Coffee, pass the toothpaste, |
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quick kiss on the cheek |
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Before you walked out the door |
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Sometimes the stars line up |
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Sometimes the world stands still |
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Sometimes the things you love the most you forget to feel |
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What if the time that got away had a way of coming back |
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And telling you hold on |
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This'll be your last |
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I would've turned you around |
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I wouldn't have let you go |
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Oh baby, i just didn't know |
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Sometimes the stars line up |
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Sometimes the world stands still |
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Sometimes the things you love the most you forget to feel |
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What if the time that got away had a way of coming back |
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And telling you hold on |
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Hold on |
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This'll be your last |
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This'll be your last |
