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You don't know what you have till it's gone They always said But i didn't understand Till the day we parted ways. This hole in my heart This cold feeling spreading It is an unfamiliar feeling. They called me ice-man For dealing with the cold world But now I don't have my my worm center To help me fend off the cold. You don't know what you have till it's gone Mine isn't gone not yet But soon If I don't straiten up The cold feeling i have Will forever call my body home.
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Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 11:28 AM UTC
You don't know what you have till it's gone
You don't know what you have till it's gone They always said But i didn't understand Till the day we parted ways. This hole in my heart This cold feeling spreading It is an unfamiliar feeling. They called me ice-man For dealing with the cold world But now I don't have my my worm center To help me fend off the cold. You don't know what you have till it's gone Mine isn't gone not yet But soon If I don't straiten up The cold feeling i have Will forever call my body home.
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zachary-smith
American
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 11:28 AM UTC
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