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alone, again,
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do my friends hate me?
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somewhere near the end of time
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and somehow i thought you'd be mine
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and someway i thought you might save me
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somewhere in january
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and fall i'm small
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i wonder how you got gigantic
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and i know that i'm plain
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and these thoughts, but i'm not ashamed
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and i wish you'd lie to me
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somewhere in january
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i wish you'd all go away
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and winter comes to take her place
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and a shadow falls on half her face
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and you were one i could not replace
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and you were one december, remember, me
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somewhere in january
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january
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