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A lifetime of relationships and different rifts, and lovers tiffs, When it hurts it rips, and when it's good it sticks. I know I'll always miss them lips, But ain't it time we made that trip; back to my life, I'll drop you off at yours, Sorry we broke the clause. So now my time is no longer yours, But thanks for all them days we spent, and remember - every word I said, I meant.
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