I'm going right back to my
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lost comfort ...would you close your eyes
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on our first kiss of the night?
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carve my name on your bedroom wall
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I am going nowhere
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sulking in days i now laugh over
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would you smile if i wrote you song?
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and would you cry for every nite i am gone?
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We long for those special people
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who pull away when we start to figure them out
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i am going nowhere
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sulking in days i now laugh over
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but now we know just were they go
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when there crawling alone searching
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for a piece of what they long for
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Consider
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| Girl In A Coma |
