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And shes decided her heart is broken, Have you decided what the token is Put the golden medal of sorrow around your neck As she wanders around town looking for stories to tell about backstabbing and the man is elusive, who accepts her self centeredness She was never my friend Has she decided her heart is broken Has she decided which token to carry
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 9:27 PM UTC
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And shes decided her heart is broken, Have you decided what the token is Put the golden medal of sorrow around your neck As she wanders around town looking for stories to tell about backstabbing and the man is elusive, who accepts her self centeredness She was never my friend Has she decided her heart is broken Has she decided which token to carry
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 9:27 PM UTC
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