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| 504 Plan - Kissing Old Friends |
Look at this, I've gone and broke down. Another miss, And anyone can see me laughing now. Another failure, I've bought myself. I can't stick together.
Counting Out the Ways, That you'll always help me, You're someone that I call friend.
When I know that its you I want, When I havent got a thing. You'll be waiting for that moment to come When I know that its you I wanna kiss.
All the times, we felt together, Are now the times we laugh forever. And talk about the ways I grew to love you, And all the things I heald above you. Going back to what? All the ways I was once, And singing sweet songs in my head. Close your eyes.
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