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We spend our whole lives searching |
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You can miss someonethat died, |
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A little bit of makeup |
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That was my last call to you. |
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Im not perfect & i dont live to be |
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& here she goes again-- |
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Pathetic isn't something I would normally call myself, |
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She's classy unlike all the other girls. She knows herself and she knows she's not perfect, |
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Talk is like thunder; |
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You have no right to say a single word about me, |