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Nov 2013
You hit the wall
You hit the roof
You hit the spot that
Let me loose

You lied to me once
You lied to me twice
So now you have to pay the price

You try flee
You try to run
But no one’s leaving ‘til the deed is done

Now that apple’s dead and gone
I hope that you’re happy for all that’s lost.
Written by
sammybunnie  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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