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with baloons in the trees

like memories in my thoughts

throw a wep all over me



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and i exactly feel

like the bottles all around

and i blow circles in the air



i know that i run away

a swear it's the last time

i won't pretend anything

and sometimes i blurt it out



i try so hard

to get you off my mind

and i'm not in love

and i nearly believe it



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desguise myself again

slip in the streets

the city's a party