I let it fly out of my control,
but it always comes back to me.
I throw it far, wishing it would disappear,
but it always comes back to me.
I can’t keep my boomerang
from coming back home,
but the love of my life
will never return.
but it always comes back to me.
I throw it far, wishing it would disappear,
but it always comes back to me.
I can’t keep my boomerang
from coming back home,
but the love of my life
will never return.
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