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Youre More Than Just A Memory; |
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I swore to god i'd never do it again. |
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Dont say that I have changed, |
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You talk to me |
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I miss how we'd pick each other, |
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X. i hate thinking about all the |
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... way to go babe, |
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I Didnt Want To Open Up To You, |
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&&;I Want Him, |
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Alcohol; |