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sooner or later |
things are perfect now but sooner or later something will bring us down and i don't want suffering maybe we should stop before we drive eachother crazy and you start throwing shit at me and things get really messy i don't want to hurt anymore than i definitely have to so i will bow my head to you i say adieu adieu but maybe we can go up on the hillside just once more we'll roll around make love until we're dirty and our lips are sore |