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It used to be your pleasure I soaked up with the tissues Now they can't seem to get enough of my tears Sometimes I let them be when I lay down to sleep They roll down my face as if in a race and I'll bet on which one first reaches my ears It's the only thing I haven't been wrong about in years
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Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 4:43 PM UTC
Tissues
It used to be your pleasure I soaked up with the tissues Now they can't seem to get enough of my tears Sometimes I let them be when I lay down to sleep They roll down my face as if in a race and I'll bet on which one first reaches my ears It's the only thing I haven't been wrong about in years
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Feb 20, 2025
Feb 20, 2025 at 4:43 PM UTC
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