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Some days You talk to me about how was your day Some days You share your deepest secrets Some days I feel so entitled that I want to demand more from you Some days I don't want anybody to know you like I do But some days We don't talk at all Some days I feel like an option Some days I feel like we're strangers Then there are some days I like to pretend you're all mine And some days You pretend like I'm all yours Little did you know, Most of my days I often ask myself, "What are we?"
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
some days
Some days You talk to me about how was your day Some days You share your deepest secrets Some days I feel so entitled that I want to demand more from you Some days I don't want anybody to know you like I do But some days We don't talk at all Some days I feel like an option Some days I feel like we're strangers Then there are some days I like to pretend you're all mine And some days You pretend like I'm all yours Little did you know, Most of my days I often ask myself, "What are we?"
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
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