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Streets Lined With Your Light
Hate to be the one to say it, not that you will listenyou've let me down so many times, I don't understand the logicI'm sorry to have bothered you, I promise to keep my distanceSeems to me, Theres something you're not telling me hereLuck you, you may never have to explain, I'm done.
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