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For all this time I’ve got you
In the back of my head
And time’s still passing by
Maybe I know nothing, but
You are still standing there
Ready to give me hand
What if this is the reason
Why I’m frozen in the past
Trying to feed empty heart
With the slices we left behind
It’s been a long time ago
But still I’ve got an image,
Saved deeply in my head
A lot of fallout we get
And we cannot take it back
But if you need our last dance
I will break the rules we’ve made




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