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when he said, 'give me your hand' i was on my way to another land sitting around with a dutch in my hand it seemed so absurd that with tears you told me you had said yes of your only two hes the second best I'll go around and start a fire in a different room to cope with the feeling of these brides and grooms, swearing you both love each other while you now smile if you're gonna take my sister, make one promise mister, promise that you'll love her promise when she cries, you will be the cloth to dry her running eyes, do the things your father does for your mom, talk to me a bit when you're in my old home treat her like you have a gun to your head cause if shes not smiling you should wish for death
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May 8, 2012
May 8, 2012 at 7:34 PM UTC
erik,
when he said, 'give me your hand' i was on my way to another land sitting around with a dutch in my hand it seemed so absurd that with tears you told me you had said yes of your only two hes the second best I'll go around and start a fire in a different room to cope with the feeling of these brides and grooms, swearing you both love each other while you now smile if you're gonna take my sister, make one promise mister, promise that you'll love her promise when she cries, you will be the cloth to dry her running eyes, do the things your father does for your mom, talk to me a bit when you're in my old home treat her like you have a gun to your head cause if shes not smiling you should wish for death
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May 8, 2012
May 8, 2012 at 7:34 PM UTC
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