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:: Saturday, April 23, 2005 ::
Packing My Bags
Packing my bags again I can't believe I'm packing my bags again Can't believe you still can't see me yet, And I'm packing my bags.
Packing my bags, and letting go All this time, and all I know I went all in, I watched you fold And I'm packing my bags.
Why believe You're ever gonna see Anything Differently?
solo
Packing my bags, and giving up The worthless stuff that cost too much I came to play, you never showed up And I'm packing my bags.
Why believe You're ever gonna see Anything Differently?
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:: mike 5:13 PM [+] ::
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