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This is a formal apology for everything I didn't do, It was you all along, coming in with your 'too hot to handle' attitude. It was you, stabbing me in the back.
So we ran from the sun, but the sun burnt out my eyes, is it any surprise I left when I did?
Bring back the child in me, I'm not the boy I used to be. Ticking time, thinning lines, the clocks just won't turn back.
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