Let the curtain fall on me and you
Let the lights go out and blow out the
fuse
No strings attached between me and you
Amazing it seems
You
mean nothing to me anymore
Acquainted as we are expected to be
When we
grow up
You remind me of not letting go
Disabled by fear to be on my
own
Having a twin as your lover
You'll never be free
Amazing it
seems
You mean nothing to me anymore
Acquainted as we are expected to
be
When we grow up
When we grow up
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