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Sometimes I'd like to know the insides of my wrists |
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Sometimes I'd like to do what does not happen after this |
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It's crazy, but it seems, nothing but let down |
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Down, down |
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'Cuz I'm not doing any good |
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The me you know is fraught with flaw, I bet you wish I would |
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It's not crazy, it's just clear, I do nothing but let down |
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Down, down |
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That's another story for another time |
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Another valid feeling you can undermine |
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Another crooked notch carved in your valentine |
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I can hear you typing now |
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Sometimes I'd like to know the insides of my wrists |
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Sometimes I'd like to do what does not happen after this |
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It's crazy, but it seems I do nothing but let down |
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Down, down |
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'Cuz I'm not doing any good |
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The me you know is fraught with flaw, I bet you wish I would |
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It's not crazy, it's just clear, I do nothing but let down |
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Down, down |
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That's another story for another time |
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Another valid feeling you can undermine |
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Another crooked notch carved in your valentine |
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I can hear you typing now |
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That's another story for another time |
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Another valid feeling you can undermine |
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Another crooked notch in your valentine |
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I can hear you typing now |
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You're laughing out loud, yeah |
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You're laughing out loud, yeah |
