Listen (The real Thing)
Didn't I know you?
Strange as all new thoughts on impotence.
All I want are windows
It wouldn't be the first time.
Didn't I, didn't I know you?
All along, all we've been given is the ugliest tidings.
All along, we've been a mess now quick dilation is the only chance we have left. A stranger's just someone that you've forgotten.
How will we know if we've met before or done this dance.
see me smiling and laughing, but my heart is aching.
You may ask me why, cause the real thing is behind you...

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