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();(???) watching over our shoulders for errors
Mistakes it was things we've all ready learned
We let time slip by with our rise closed
Man, what a fucked up thing we do
That's (???) I know noticed how much she resemble they ghost
Stoical face without a care in the world
The (???) my glass tell me I've been drinking too much
By the way they sway

I kept telling myself in the head with a stick
Hoping in hour break, cry out a submission
But you're not impressed, you're never are
I must still been an asshole in my past life
Cause I've been paying for it in this one

Now, I'm right back cursedly feel in twices doom
So confused, I don't even know which way I turned
But, still, every time I see her, I can't help myself
For ever, for my keeper of myself
Well, oh, my revrisor in restrains
And there's no more meaning in my words

And all of this about through nothing
Which really has and been my point
But if it (???) something
It's still worthing of woah

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