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Jul 2011
I know you won't forgive me,
But there's still hope for that.
I know our love is twisted,
So let's untwist it yet.
You say that life is wicked
And there's nothing to forget;
Then baby lets get toasted
And do something we'll regret.
Written by
Daniel Coleman
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