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we were 16 |
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only 16 |
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so unprepared |
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left in the wilds of adolescence |
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and no less scared |
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an awkward boy |
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an awkward girl |
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what could be better |
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than laying in this bed feeling slightly less awkward together |
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the city lights erase the night |
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while we fester indoors |
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throw back the shades to erase |
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the lines that we abhor |
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an orphan boy |
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an orphan girl |
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what could be better |
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than laying in this bed feeling slightly more |
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remembered together |
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together |
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ohh |
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together |
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ohh |
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thrown in too fast |
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no time to last |
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thrown in too fast |
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no time to last |
