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Fresh Pit


You say you love me but you couldn’t wait
So you run back home to contemplate
Walking round like some kind of date
It’s a same reaction, just a different time of day

You know your wrong but you convince me your right
As you plan your next move out tonight
You got it all, its just out of your sight
It’s the same old story

Another way to lose
And everybody
Sees what’s gotten you
Driving thru the night
And everybody
Sees what they might

You’ve got a little but a little too late
You’ve got to run back home and contemplate
You got the time but you cannot wait
It’s the same old story


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Written by Roger Houdaille
Produced by Roger Houdaille

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