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Was i a fool to ever think
That we could be together till the end
I was afraid to be alone
And touch with my imaginary friend
So long so long
You put your foot where your mouth belongs
For so long so long
I was afraid
You made me say
That i was just a little immature
Now i am older than before
Diseased and you could never find a cure
So long so long
You put your foot where your mouth belongs
For so long so long
Can i get by
Without a tear from a broken eye
Can i can i
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A 
