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Land of the Free, |
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*me without my friends is like* |
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How can I forget about you, |
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We're just silly little girls, |
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Underneath the scars, |
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ITS KiND OF AMAZiNG HOW ONE |
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You said the next time u went anywhere i could go with you...But why am i standing here at ur grave stone with the same quisten...why are you gone but i'm still here?? |
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**DEFINITON OF PERFEECT** |