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Typmachine
Typmachine
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Lid geworden op: 24 apr 2011 19:41

I’m sitting in my room,
trying to get things through
I just don’t know where to start,
if I realize that I’m falling apart

What the hell is happening?
Yet I don’t even know where I’m standing
I’m so confused and distracted
by the way you got me attracted

I’ve never been easy to impress
Neither I gave anyone access
Maybe I’m just stupid, you see,
but I wish you felt the same with me

Everything I’ve ever wanted
it’s right in front of me, but I take it for granted
I don’t know why I feel like you’re special,
‘cause you’re not even perfect at all

Maybe I love you, I don’t know what it is
It’s just something about you that I lately miss
The truth is, everytime I’m seeing someone else
the one thing remaining is how you express

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