Star Cecil¡¦left me alone¡¦torn
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This folding brush I found in store I fell through
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Too good to turn around
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And you gave me much more to hold
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Believing you here I dissemble
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So now I¡¯m sore, dissatisfied all the time remembered you told me
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Said over the hills, catch me far away,
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Far away¡¦
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Well now maybe,
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We were so good enough to fly by
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But now that summer died
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We¡¯d be so, we were going back for mine
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Star Cecil¡¦my heart in your hands¡¦stone
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Turn me to full, I¡¯m empty I need you
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So now I wait, for your return, capture, a present departure
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Too tired, but I best be going home
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Well maybe,
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We were so good enough to fly by
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But now that summer died
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We were so, we were going back for mine
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So now I¡¯m hard, down, deeper
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Enough to well bury my love tonight
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Oh now I¡¯m never gonna go back there
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Star Cecil where¡¯d you go tonight?
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Bored, I miss you
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Ooh yeah sore, we taste
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Remember three years ago
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Said bring me here please release my own tile
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Now that summer died
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You¡¯re wrong
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Sore¡¦we taste
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Remember three years ago
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Said bring me here please release my own tile
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Now that summer died
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You¡¯re wrong
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Star Cecil¡¦bring me home
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Guess it¡¯s time to catch my own star¡¦
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Well now maybe,
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We were so good enough to fly by
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Well now that summer died
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We were so, we were going back for mine
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So now I¡¯m hard, down, deeper
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In us when it¡¯s so good enough to fly by
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Well now I¡¯m never gonna go back there
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Star Cecil where¡¯d you go tonight?
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Star Cecil
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| Shabutie |
