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When we were kids, I loved you so sweetly I loved you like I loved the taste of strawberries on my tongue When we were kids, I loved you in innocence Under the mindset that you fit comfortably next to me when I lined my life up Putting all the people together until they stretched like a road in front of me A path to my success. My road has potholes aplenty now From where people left It has different pieces and bumps in the asphalt from where people came in It has speedbumps behind me from where I had to slow down over a heartbreak Oh, when we were kids, I loved you so sweetly. I like you now. I like you. See, my tire rims have been dented so easily by the potholes in my journey And I don't have the money to replace them if you decide to pick up your piece of the concrete and leave.
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Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 6:13 PM UTC
Passenger
When we were kids, I loved you so sweetly I loved you like I loved the taste of strawberries on my tongue When we were kids, I loved you in innocence Under the mindset that you fit comfortably next to me when I lined my life up Putting all the people together until they stretched like a road in front of me A path to my success. My road has potholes aplenty now From where people left It has different pieces and bumps in the asphalt from where people came in It has speedbumps behind me from where I had to slow down over a heartbreak Oh, when we were kids, I loved you so sweetly. I like you now. I like you. See, my tire rims have been dented so easily by the potholes in my journey And I don't have the money to replace them if you decide to pick up your piece of the concrete and leave.
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Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 6:13 PM UTC
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