My eyes remember you, but I think my heart might take some getting used to.
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Speak up my ears still ring, from those times we spent together in my bedroom.
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I had a dream last night, that I gave you everything you ever wanted.
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I gave up my chance that night, I know honesty is one thing I never flaunted.
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We go too fast and lose control, over and over we roll.
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We're broken. We're shattered. We're over. We do this to ourselves.
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So far so good it seemed, but my blinders were on, I never saw it coming.
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A "fuck you" to everything, as I laid on my bed never intending to start eating.
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I broke it down. I'm stronger now. I'm over the hate inflicted wounds
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Classless Reunion
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| Broadway Calls |
