Well you're just across the street,
Looks a mile to my feet,
I wanna go to you.
Funny how I'm nervous still,
I've always been the easy kill,
I guess I always will.
Could it be that everything goes round by chance
Or only one way that is was always meant to be
You kill me you always know the perfect thing to say,
hey hey, hey hey,
I know what I should do but
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