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Argen's Winter



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Argen's Winter

8.15

Quarter past eight, I realised what you meant.
Deep within your eyes, here comes your lad,
isn't he wise? He can't wait to get between
your thighs.

Are we living too quick?
Or slowly dying?
I see your face,
Upon the horizon.

Thinking of ways, to get back to you.
Getting on track on that train of thought.
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Pikachu, I ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch choose you.
Got to tight of a grip I just might loose you.

Are we living too quick?
Or slowly dying?
Are we living too quick?
Or slowly dying?

Quarter past eight I realised, our love was dying.