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Walking through empty streets with invasive memories,
rain drops falling remind me of all my past enemies,
the girls i miss the most and the mom i wish i had,
it went from being a sad phase to a growing new trend and fad,
please help me find my way, i've been gone too long,
come back to me girl and lets fix our sad song,
i wouldn't want to have it any other way,
i still sit on the edge of my seat just to hear the words you say,
i;m trying to reach for you because i'm fiending,
all those months i always knew i was fast asleep dreaming,
i got to wake up, i got to light up,
i got to be free, i got to fill up my own cup,
so many girls that to me are so fine,
so many are out of my league which is why none are mine,
it's why i choose to roll up and always carry dimes,
it's unfortunate for you that you're missing those times.