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I awoke in a stranger's house |
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I did not feel like myself |
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I had come to forget |
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A pretty girl with auburn hair |
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There's no God in my blood |
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Yet she still remains |
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Nobody told me forgetting could be so hard |
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Nobody told me forgetting could be so hard |
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Nobody told me forgetting could be so hard |
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So I drove, I drove around |
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The city lights, they made me drunk |
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But then longing came |
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And took me back, back to her |
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Sometimes I wonder |
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How long before she's gone? |
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Nobody told me forgetting could be so hard |
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Nobody told me forgetting could be so hard |
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Nobody told me forgetting could be so hard |
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Nobody told me forgetting could be so hard |
