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Feb 2012
You think your going somewhere
yet you haven’t met anyone
time will tell if the places you’ve gone have been
places you’ve been

When I find the source of all of my stress
Ill tie it up tight and refuse to let it go
Just like I refuse to let go the hours I know I'm wasting
When I find the source of all of my stress
Ill tear it up but keep it close in order to keep on waiting
Hersch Rothmel
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