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Sometimes It Just Feels Good to Type Out Your Favorite Songs.

Children, lover. You and I, undercover. Do you remember the song? So if you’re gonna leave, cut the cord to those you know will love you back, then come home.
I’ve been ready, hands and feet all steady for you to walk away alone. So if you’re gonna leave, cut the cord to those you know will love you back. All I want is a soldier hand in hand in you. We are young, growing older. I can’t sleep tonight. We’ve read nonstop, kissed on mountain tops. Do you remember those days? So if you’re gonna leave, cut the cord to those you know will love you back. All I want is a soldier hand in hand in you. We are young, growing older.
Moving all alone, I won’t attach now.
Going like a wave to anywhere far.
Crashing all alone, I won’t attach now.
Pick you up, take you down, cross our hearts and backbone.
Moving all alone, I won’t attach now.
Going like a wave to anywhere far.
Crashing all alone, I won’t attach now.
Pick you up, take you down, cross our hearts and backbone.

Cut the cord to those you know will love you back.

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