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Nov 2010
Desperately detached
I'm coming up on 2nd years
With more excuses.
You just can't get enough,
(You're starving, yeah)
You can't get enough.

You put me out.
I'm in without direction
I said I was in,(I know, I know)
I said to count me in, (I know)

I always knew what good could come of this
But you lost your spark, (You lost your spark)
... And then you played the part.

I know you always said it,
But it didn't mean a thing,  
But I gotta go and get it (and get it, and get it)
I just had to go and get it (Yeah, I get it, I get it)
This is kind of different from my usual style. I don't know what this is just yet.
Mw
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