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You said my name |
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I think it was march when I was marching high on you |
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You forgot spring |
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I'll wait til summer just to get to hear from you |
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Coriander left for unwind |
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Is it something you can convince yourself of? |
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I may be stupid but I'm not blind |
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Is this something you can convince yourself of? |
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Right by the wall |
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We swore we'd never try asphyxiating fumes of city scrawl |
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She paints a picture with reserve in shades of blue |
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My science proves you wear that sweater everytime I'm feeling true |
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Here I'm in the mood |
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Still just a jukebox spilling out these sad sad tunes |
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When I'd rather be with you |
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Corriander left for unwind |
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Is it something you can convince yourself of? |
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I may be stupid but I'm not blind |
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Is this something you can convince yourself of? |
