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In a secret
we all thought
It was over
and now
its all over
send me home
streets long
for the lampposts
Stricken as we wait
wait for the heels to come home
I cry
as they talk
about things i never told them of
I'll hold you in my arms
nobody's watching now
it's all over
as I hide
them from
who we are
who we want to be
And the streets
will never feel the same
Looking for
a girl like me
So she can be
You again

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