November
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pick you up later on, what to do? it doesn't matter 'cause you get what you want, through and through and if you shatter everything that we've got will you call me on occasion if you like it or not, oh no.. but now time teaches me to pretend it doesn't matter.. 'cause you get what you want in the end and now you've shattered everything She looks a bit like me.. replaceable it's cynical, call me useless; just you wait, put me down and call it fate broken bridges, wasted hate so just stand beside your man, the girl ain't wrong, act like I never turned you on!? and soon you'll find you're all alone you call me on the telephone who'd have thought that you'd regret, all those evil things you said now as friends, we say goodbye I think there's something in my eye... and you watched me die at least a thousand times, but it's great to hear you're doing fine tonight, too late to fight.. but you've got inside this naive head of mine, now time goes by you knew you would.. I need to understand..?!
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