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Well I can't seem to see what right in front of me |
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Through my laundry, everywhere in night |
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Stare into the darkness, it's rarely live |
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And passing on of your existence |
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Were too late for my heart, |
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And don't let my heart shows |
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And don't let mama know |
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And don't let your love go when you see my soul |
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Roaded has the only time to lost all the pages |
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And if there no letting go of all the hurt and changes |
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Roded, fits still walk in circles |
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In this desolate cuz if plans it all on side of me |
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Spread out from myself, we done all what my heart show |
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And don't let my heart shows |
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And don't let mama know |
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And don't let your love go when you see my soul |
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And don't let my heart shows |
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And don't let mama know |
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And don't let your love go when you see my soul |
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They ask me ' |
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They come best mean, just roll until I find rest |
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Just roll until I can rest |
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Don't let my heart show |
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Don't let mama know |
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Don't lay all of dawn when you see my soul |