But my heart, it don’t beat, it don’t beat the way it used to.
And my eyes, they don’t see you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss, they don’t kiss the way they used to
And my eyes don’t recognize you no more.
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Its like one of those zen things...like how many babies you can fit in a tire.
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