September
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We´re driving slow, through the snow on 5th Avenue. And right now radio´s all that we can here. Now we ain´t talk since we left, it´s so over do. It´s cold outside but between us, the world slows down. But my heart beats fast right now. I known this is the part where the end starts. I can´t take it any longer. Thought that we were stronger. All we do is linger, slipping through our fingers. I don´t wanna try now, all that´s left in good-bye. To find a way that I can tell you. I hate this part right here. I just can take your tears. Everyday, 7 takes of the same old scene. Seeme we´re bound by the loss of the civilty. Gotta talk to you now before we go to sleep. But will you sleep once I tell you.
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