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Jul 2011
Left here unspoken
I don’t know whether to get over you
Or stay heart broken

Cause every time I see you
In our chests we feel that deep beating feeling
Then I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling
Wondering what contract the Sandman is dealing
And then I see…

You’re not really there
And I guess you never really were

You left me
Here unspoken
I don’t know whether to get over you
Or stay heart broken

You were never really here
But what’s that noise I hear
Over there… ?
Regan Troop
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