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If you leave where will you go Before the regret you hold in your heart Will start to show? If you leave how will you know If our ever after ever had
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If you would just come back to me I would be so good! Put your trust back in me the least I think you should We'll call it my pathology so I misunderstood
Bobby's in the basement making his movie He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy He wants this little girl to believe in him easy Bristles to
What I see is what's to be Cartwheels to eternity 'Round and 'round my head she goes In the good dreams though she wears no clothes Took our picture
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