moving on/moving out
planning our future will you choose me? you've left you've stayed what will it be? I sign the contract, believing in our love knowing I'm gambling on a losing game you're the tide, you're smoke you're here now but in the morning you'll be gone and I'll be here paying the price for dreaming of us living together
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