Attatched

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Do you ever still think about me
Do still think about how we...
Do think anout what we had,
Does it still make you sad?

Cause I do
Oh baby,
It's true
And maybe
I miss you.

Why do I choose to cling
When for you I'm just a fling
An insignificant thing?

Hurts too much
I can't breathe
Pain as such
Coming from beneath...

Attatched to you,
Like a band-aid
You rip me off
My heart is cracked
And bleeding
Can't take it,
Not anymore.


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