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Regretnew ordermaybe iand've forgottenthe name and the addressof everyone iand've ever known,itand's nothing i regretsave it for another day, causethe school is and thekids have run awayi would like a place i can call my ownhave a conversation on my telephonewake up everyday, that would be a starti would not complain by my wounded hearti was upset, you seealmost all the timeyou used to be a strangernow you are minei wouldnand't even trust youiand've not that much to giveweand're dealing in the limits, andwe donand't know who withyou may think that iand'm out of handthat iand'm naive, iand'll understandon this occasion, itand's not truelook at me, iand'm not youi would like a place i can call my ownhave a conversation on the telephonewake up everyday, that would be a starti would not complain with my wounded hearti was a short fuseburning all the timeyou were a complete strangernow you are minei would like a place i can call my ownhave a conversation on the telephonewake up everyday, that would be a starti would not complain with my wounded heartjust wait and'till tomorrowi guess thatand's what they all sayjust before they fall apart...from: qwertz_@gmx.de
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Regretnew ordermaybe iand've forgottenthe name and the addressof everyone iand've ever known,itand's nothing i regretsave it for another day, causethe school is and thekids have run awayi would like a place i can call my ownhave a conversation on my telephonewake up everyday, that would be a starti would not complain by my wounded hearti was upset, you seealmost all the timeyou used to be a strangernow you are minei wouldnand't even trust youiand've not that much to giveweand're dealing in the limits, andwe donand't know who withyou may think that iand'm out of handthat iand'm naive, iand'll understandon this occasion, itand's not truelook at me, iand'm not youi would like a place i can call my ownhave a conversation on the telephonewake up everyday, that would be a starti would not complain with my wounded hearti was a short fuseburning all the timeyou were a complete strangernow you are minei would like a place i can call my ownhave a conversation on the telephonewake up everyday, that would be a starti would not complain with my wounded heartjust wait and'till tomorrowi guess thatand's what they all sayjust before they fall apart...from: qwertz_@gmx.de
