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[come_back_2_bed]

I'm sick of feeling selfish,
I'm tired of feeling low.
I wish that I could help this,
And far away's where it would go.
I wish I could erase it,
Put normal back in our heads,
Forget everything since switching bracelets,
And formally apologize for everything I've said.

I would go and find another,
And you and I'd get back to basics,
Place everything back undercover;
I should have never expected you to face this...
Maybe we'd have made it last,
Or maybe this is for the best.
I would rather have a blast, with you,
Than fail an overbiased test.