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| Your name and mine inside a heart on a wall / Still finds a way to haunt me though they're so small | |
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| Just walk away Renee / you won't see me follow you back home / Now as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes / For me it cries | |
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| Jeez, I just asked where the Art books are. | |
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