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TAKING BACK SUNDAY |
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Miscellaneous |
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Your Own Disaster |
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Just think of this and me |
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as just a few of many things |
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to lie around |
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to clutter up your shelves |
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And I wish you weren't worth the wait |
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because there's some thing's |
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I'd like to say to you... |
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I don't think that |
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you know what |
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you've been missing |
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Cuz I don't think that |
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you know what |
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you've been missing |
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I dare you to forget |
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those marks you left |
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across my neck |
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from those nights when we were both |
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found at our best |
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I could make this obvious, |
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and in one breath |
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you could shrug me off |
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your shoulders... |
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I don't think that |
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you know what |
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you've been missing |
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Cuz I don't think that |
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you know what |
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you've been missing |
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Hey, lush, have fun |
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It's the weekend |
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Hey, lush, have fun |
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Hey, lush, have fun |
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It's the weekend |
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Hey, lush, have fun |
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I don't think that |
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you know what |
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you've been missing |
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I don't think that |
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you know what |
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you've been missing |
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Just forget me |
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it's that simple |
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Just forget me |
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it's that simple |
