7 years
7 years,
It's time I can't retract,
7 years,
I want my home back.
7 years,
I have another life,
7 years,
by now you could have had kids and a wife.
7 years,
we won't be dancing to 90's music,
7 years,
mom and I cry to them as we're cruisng.
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