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Not close |
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It's time to move on |
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Just one last time and I'm gone |
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Keep telling myself that it's fun to control |
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And that's a lie I did well know |
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I'll return to the scene of the crime |
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And I'll gather my pride |
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Still I know you'll be long gone |
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Nausea comes as the fear builds inside |
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Seems much stronger than I |
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Still I know you're gone |
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I can't remember |
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The day that you told me |
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I won't be there, I'm not that strong |
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Holding these memories |
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I feel unfolding |
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This is the last time |
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Now I'm gone |
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Not close |
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It's time to move on |
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Just one last time and I'm gone |
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Done holding my breath |
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Keep praying it's over |
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Still I fear what's coming |
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I'll return to the scene of the crime |
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Seems much stronger than I |
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Still I know |
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I can't remember |
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The day that you told me |
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I won't be there, I'm not that strong |
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Holding these memories |
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I feel unfolding |
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This is the last time |
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Now I'm gone |
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Oh |
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Now I can see the light of day from here |
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I guess you helped make me strong |
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And when I think of what you put me through |
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It's better that we moved on |
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And I'll close this chapter |
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Move on |
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Soon I'll be long gone |
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And I walk away |
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And I walk away from |
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From You |
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I can't remember |
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The day that you told me |
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I won't be there, I'm not that strong |
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Holding these memories |
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I feel unfolding |
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This is the last time |
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Now I'm gone |
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(Yea) |
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Now I'm Gone |
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(Yea) |