We said goodbyes
At the banks of the C & O Canal
You could have told me then
Instead of in a letter from Syria
You'll never return
I thought we had only now just begun
Your helping the truse
But things are fucked up u now in my room
I tracked down your friend
And won her heart over slowly
And i walked away
Hoping it gets back to you someday
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Its all over now
I look for you everywhere I go
Your building a school
But things are fucked up
U behind my door
I tracked down your friend
And won her heart over slowly
And I walked away
Hoping It gets back to you someday
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La la la la la
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