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Same things
I find myself saying the same old things over and over
Never nothing new
I guess maybe it's because there is no one new
But who am I kidding
I'm a no one
A tiny flame compared to the rest of your bonfire
Maybe it's time to bow out
Let my flickering light be blown out
Time to let go.
Never nothing new
I guess maybe it's because there is no one new
But who am I kidding
I'm a no one
A tiny flame compared to the rest of your bonfire
Maybe it's time to bow out
Let my flickering light be blown out
Time to let go.
Published 17th Jul 2014
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