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Glass of wine half empty
I guess
Good times tripping looking
At your sunglasses
Time fly fast and I know
But I no longer you for sure
Oh, I could be whatever you wanted
And kill those voices that forever been haunted me
Oh, I never saw, and you never talked
I thought that you've walk to far away from here
