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You cut my hair all those years ago now

Maybe that's why it's all falling out

Evenings round your house, spent on the couch

Watched the same tape, now that tape's run out


My mother said it best when she said 

Everyone dies, you weren't ready yet


You're the one who deserves my place

I'm the one that deserves yours 

Now I feel like I'm in such bad taste saying 

I don't want to be here anymore

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