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You’ve got this sort of spell on me Tactics I can't explain Everything was meant to be over And yet, I find myself in the rain Maybe you're drawn to me You keep asking me to stay But the night grows darker Suddenly, everything is ok When you left me, I was empty No place to turn Just trapped in the memory You and me Were so happy Being us and everything was right But here we are Opening scars That I don't think I can forget Say it's not over But don’t tell me when you’re sober Tell me anything, but the truth Don’t say it’s all for nothing Because right here, we have something And I'm tired of walking home in the rain
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
Say it's Not Over
You’ve got this sort of spell on me Tactics I can't explain Everything was meant to be over And yet, I find myself in the rain Maybe you're drawn to me You keep asking me to stay But the night grows darker Suddenly, everything is ok When you left me, I was empty No place to turn Just trapped in the memory You and me Were so happy Being us and everything was right But here we are Opening scars That I don't think I can forget Say it's not over But don’t tell me when you’re sober Tell me anything, but the truth Don’t say it’s all for nothing Because right here, we have something And I'm tired of walking home in the rain
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Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
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