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You remember your first kiss? |
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Well how can I forget? |
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My hand still shivers |
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from the very thought of it |
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Well sometimes I almost regret it |
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like I regret my regrets |
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I see myself on my deathbed saying |
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\"I wish I would have loved less |
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But that's when the feeling hits |
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so just lick your lips |
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these are the good times that you'll miss |
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when you are sipping on the sweet nectar |
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of your memories |
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Just take a sip |
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and let it wet your lips |
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you won't understand all this until you're |
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sipping on the sweet nectar of your memories |
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Last night I ran into my old life |
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still waiting for someone at the station |
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someone who never made it into my new life |
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so I called up Lisa |
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'cause she's my only friend |
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\"Lisa I don't know anymore, |
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every heartbeat needs a reason |
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She said |
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\"That's when the feeling hits |
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so just lick your lips |
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can you smell the spring time in the breeze |
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you gotta start sipping on the sweet nectar |
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of your memories |
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I take a sip |
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I let it wet my lips |
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I think back on that kiss |
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I gotta start sipping on the sweet nectar |
