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Last year I got to grips,
With the weight and pressure of losing it,
We took your car,
To the edge of town,
Under the impression that it would break down.
I'm losing it,
I can't break down,
But what's a king,
Without his crown.
You want what's best for me,
But I arrogantly cannot see,
That you want these feeling.
So long, To the former me,
What you see isn't what I used to be,
I went to far,
Past the edge of town,
Now I'm constantly wearing a frown.
I'm losing it,
I can't break down,
But what's a king,
Without his crown.
You want what's best for me,
But I arrogantly cannot see,
That you want these feeling.
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