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I miss the cold hearted bond between us now that you’re almost gone
The stone faced fronts that we put on just to keep each other at bay
Always at arm’s length but never out of reach
Always the vagabonds that deemed the climb too steep
I miss those soft lingering touches of yours running up and down my spine
Oh, do it on more time
Please do it on more time
You shoot those glances at me
Those hazel puppy eyes could be the only thing that makes me feel
These truly are the final days
But you come and go
But you come and go
But you come and go
But you come and go
Still slightly bittersweet with your bitter banter and sarcastic wit
Oh, burn me one more time
Please burn me one more time
You shoot those glances at me
Those hazel puppy eyes could be the only thing that makes me feel
These truly are the final days
