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A pretty little memory fades away |
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Nobody ever takes notice |
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Grandfather clocks and the wrist watch will |
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Never be on your side |
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I'm sure I've killed more than my share of them |
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And still the moments take away |
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If I could go back in time |
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What would |
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I change of mine? |
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Is there any such thing as a waste of time |
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Time's the one wasting us |
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Another moment that you feel the need to keep |
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Will surely be swept away |
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They say that it will heal the wounds |
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And isn't it a wound itself? |
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If I could go back in time |
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What would |
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I change of mine? |
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I wasted way too much of it |
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Just wishing |
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I could go back in it |
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It takes time to figure out |
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Why I'm always running out |
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Left on your own |
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You count the moments |
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Time, it flies |
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It comes and goes, takes forever |
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Shooting years, it disappears |
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If I could go back in time |
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What would |
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I change of mine? |
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I wasted way too much of it |
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Just wishing |
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I'd go back in it |
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It takes time to figure out |
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It takes time to figure out |
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It takes time to figure out |
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Why I'm always running out |