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Playing around didn’t care how we looked and wouldn’t get embarrassed for what we did When we injure ourselves we got a Band-Aid on the spot were it hurt and we thought it helped and miraculous the pain was gone Then we grew up We don’t play around and if we did we would get judged by others When we get hurt a Band-Aid can’t help the pain go away. 'Cause a Band-Aid can’t fix a broken heart Right?
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 7:39 AM UTC
When we were kids
Playing around didn’t care how we looked and wouldn’t get embarrassed for what we did When we injure ourselves we got a Band-Aid on the spot were it hurt and we thought it helped and miraculous the pain was gone Then we grew up We don’t play around and if we did we would get judged by others When we get hurt a Band-Aid can’t help the pain go away. 'Cause a Band-Aid can’t fix a broken heart Right?
CecilieA
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 7:39 AM UTC
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