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3. |
(untitled)
02:09
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song 4
02:25
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It's time to let you go
It's that time of year
We have to clean
We have to move on and push you below
You talk your shit
More than anyone cares to hear
You've got your feet in the air
You just can't see
YOU'RE NOT THAT MEMORABLE!
Even though you're liked
Things haven't gone as planned
Don't be like that
That look isn't in season
You talk your shit
More than anyone cares to hear
You've got your feet in the air
You just can't see
YOU'RE NOT THAT MEMORABLE!
You were once liked
That meter, you pegged
You pushed me to my edge
It's best if you just go because
YOU'RE NOT THAT MEMORABLE!!!
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