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Must be too young, not the right time,

all they are is more motivation to write rhymes,

still can't fight dimes and why stop now?

when i wake up to nothing but my alarm now,

don't say one word, just head on over,

spend a night with me where i'm fully sober,

without even the realization cause i'm high off you,

but nothing golden can stay, what'd you do?

blame it on favor then later say we need apart time,

when all i've been trying to do is rip apart time,

so i could travel back and relive the warm weather,

at this rate i'm sure i'll never forget her,

at the same time i'm afraid she'll forget about me,

all the fun to her was not the same and i doubt she

really understands how much she still means to me,

not just an angel at day, but the nightly dreams of she.