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Something in your eyes tells me that you want more, |
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or maybe something less. |
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But I just won't know, standing outside looking in. |
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Broken dreams. Memories. |
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Maybe now's the time to go. |
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Let's go. |
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I'll save my last goodbye. |
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For now I'll leave this at goodnight, tonight. |
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I'm thinking. I'll leave this for tonight. |
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Take a breath. Breathe it in. |
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Here's where we move on. |
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I'm sick of living inbetween. |
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Broken dreams. Memories. |
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I can think of simpler times, |
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when our good days weren't destroyed by lies. |
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Time to let it go. Let it go. |
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I'll say my last goodbye. |
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So now I'm leaving you. |
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Goodnight tonight. |
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I'm leaving. I'm letting go. |
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Die with tonight. |
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Some thing of the past. |
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Let go. |