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"I’m tired of this empty house
I need a drink to get me out
A couple more till I forget your name
I saw a boy that looked like you
I didn’t know quite what to do
It took a power of will to break my stare
I realized what I wanted wasn’t there
And now you’re gone, ain’t nothing else I want
And now that it’s over, there’s nothing else I want
What have I done, looks like I was wrong
Is everything really meant to change?
I guess we’re like water and a flame..."
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