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The paths I take keep tearing me apart They tell me to choose wise, but they're all the same at first sight Sweet, until they get what they want Nothing real, all fun and games No one to really love Keep falling for the wrong guys, Even though there's many other once waiting in line
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 8:28 PM UTC
Wrong Guys
The paths I take keep tearing me apart They tell me to choose wise, but they're all the same at first sight Sweet, until they get what they want Nothing real, all fun and games No one to really love Keep falling for the wrong guys, Even though there's many other once waiting in line
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 8:28 PM UTC
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