i've got it written on my hand
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city park at 2:00
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a lonely bench awaits
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where in the world are you?
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clouds are coming in
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gray skies that were blue
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cover this small town
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now that it's left without you
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and i await
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a time when we feel safe
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and we're not on our way down
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farther now
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because i'm getting fed up
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disheartened let'd go on (i'm going to find a way)
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this is how we get through
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must have called you a 1,000 times
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only to ring through
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you said you would be around
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words can be so untrue
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you told me not to worry
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there is no reason to worry
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who's worried?
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i'm worried
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Note To Self: City Park, 2pm
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| Larger Than Life |
