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Boom


Spend all day thinking about you but you don't care.
Got deeper in love with you by the smell of your hair.
Call me crazy I don't care, I'm obsessed bc that’s my baby.

Been stressing hard lately, but if I just let fate lead my thoughts then I'd be okay, see,

I worked my ass off to get you back and that hurt like hell.

Because, if you're in a storm of hail,

It may not be cold but it still hurts like hell.

But not as much as how I felt, when I fell for you and almost out the blue.

Who woulda thought it'd be true, me & you, call it T & T: Part 2.

So how couldn't we see this through?

They say 3rd time’s the charm,

Maybe because, after the past two times you know what causes you harm,  

And what makes you feel intact like a honeycomb.

Because with you I’m complete, for you are my home.

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