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The seasons changed, while everything else stayed the same.
Being on edge with winter months, I counted down the days.
Three, two, one. Where the hell has the time gone?
Took comfort from the fact that things will go and come.
Three, two, one. Where the hell has the time gone?
Took comfort from the fact that things will go and come.
But who am I kidding? It's all over town.
The emptiest heads still make the loudest sound.
And you're the one I hope to send
My distaste for each yelling resonance.
Blame it on my stomach,
But it's you who makes me vomit.
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