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I may be able to get you back, i stand

up for the ability to make you understand,

why not jump right back into it? why judge?

no need to slow down or worry, it's love,

ain't the same better then the rest?

ain't her eyes staring at mine what's best?

the beat in her chest tells it all,

she is just the hand to pass and i'm the ball,

but instead of the assist she turns me over,

giving me to the other team fully sober,

every word means something, and i got me,

every line means something, that's word to the body,

that once claimed she got me and shared a thing,

just to have another fling and give up everything,

make me feel like anything with us is forgotten,

you must be the health inspector and i'm rotton.