February
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The time has come, been waitin for so long
It's written on my face, my face is turned to stone
Not askin for your sympathy, I just want out of here
So scratch the day off the month, and say the coast is clear
It's written on my face, my face is turned to stone
Not askin for your sympathy, I just want out of here
So scratch the day off the month, and say the coast is clear
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