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I miss you
when your here
you didn't seem to be
my real love
according to my destiny
He's going
to push you out
get ready for a fast ride
Kiss the
street, give it my love
There you go, watch the window
I won't pay any bills of yours
So, the pavement and you are one
Give it
a try, feel the burning pain
It reminds me of you:
A fist in my face, making tears
Looking tired
down there(?),
necking with the street
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