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| Wasted Chance fortune granted one chance and i fucked up again took things a little too fast while you didn't even try trust comes so easily i take everything for granted which is exactly how you take me but i'm hanging on i won't let go i should let go i can't let go one chance for freedom i clung to you i fucked up again ~erika boal |
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