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Báo LỗiI will be honest, I wasn't devastated
But you could've held my hand through this, baby
In my mind, I didn't need
Warned your ex
I run my hands through what's left
But we're getting older, baby
How much longer baby?
Why am I preaching?
To this choir, to the saved kids
Just like mine versions of these belong to you
After a while
They're keeping me close to you
(Just like me, they long to be
Close to you)
Đây là hệ thống cung cấp lời nhạc tổng hợp tự động hoàn toàn bằng phần mềm vi tính, đây là phiên bản thử nghiệm.
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