The Walkmen
The Walkmen - Everyone Who Pretended To Like Me Is Gone lyrics
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Because he knows Our Romeo, He can't climb back. He swings in loopholes. When he goes through the air Their vengeance will stretch out. I made the best of it. I made the best of it. I made the best of it. This velvet rope Has fell before In vain. Clothing crashing the floor. Insane. Worse than once thought. I made the best of it. I made the best of it. I made the best of it. I made the best of it. I made the best of it
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