This isn't a test, but you have all the answers.
This isn't a dream, but you need to wake up.
This isn't a toy. It's my heart, and it's breaking.
You know that I'm yours, so just tell me you're mine.
This is my last cigarette, and I'm running out of time.
Apr 12, 2012
Apr 12, 2012 at 4:16 AM UTC
This isn't a test, but you have all the answers.
This isn't a dream, but you need to wake up.
This isn't a toy. It's my heart, and it's breaking.
You know that I'm yours, so just tell me you're mine.
This is my last cigarette, and I'm running out of time.
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