I want to be forgotten,
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and I don't want to be reminded.
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You say "please don't make this harder."
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No, I won't yet.
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I wanna be beside her.
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She wanna be admired.
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You say "please don't make this harder."
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No, I won't yet.
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Oh dear, is it really all true?
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Did they offend us and they want it to sound new?
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Top ten ideas for countdown shows...
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Whose culture is this and does anybody know?
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I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess,"
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But no one comes in and yes, you're alone...
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You don't miss me, I know.
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Oh Tennessee, what did you write?
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I come together in the middle of the night.
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Oh that's an ending that I can't write, 'cause
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I've got you to let me down.
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I want to be forgotten,
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and I don't want to be reminded.
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You say "please don't make this harder."
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No, I won't yet.
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I want to be beside her.
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She wanna be admired.
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You say "please don't make this harder."
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No, I won't yet...
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What Ever Happened?
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| The Strokes |
