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I was watching as the fire in your eyes died
so when you walked away I wasn't suprised
it is not like the world did stop turning
it is not like oxygen became a rare thing
but in melancolic nights or when my old records spin
I wonder were have you been all this time
I wonder did you ever really care
was it dropping out
or was it giving in
